My glass shattered a few weeks ago
I’m supposed to be fixing it and putting it back together, but for some reason, I keep cutting myself self on it on the pieces…
A few months passed and now I have gloves to cover– to protect my hands; I don’t need any more scars. Sadly, there’s a bit of glass on the floor. Sliding is a bit better than stepping.
Who knew it took so many years for glass to deteriorate. I guess it’s been about that time since I had any visitors. I wonder when I’ll be able to leave
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