Pieced together, shards of a broken dream
A man of glass, shined once so bright in your eyes
Your reflection in him, is but distorted and broken
He is so proud in his hollow frame
He hopes only for you to stare
Bend and warp, until you see a perfect image
No rock could shatter, no stick could crack
This man of glass, impervious he stands to this world
What fear does he have then?
Only of what rests on your finger
The promise to another
It's shine more bright, it's banded beauty
A gift of diamond this glass man knew
It scratched his soul and chipped his heart
His surface left, forever changed
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