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Love Notes & Broken Glass
I died...
Somewhere between a love note
And broken glass.
I can still remember the sounds.
The hot rubber.
The bright flash of headlights.
You held my hand.
I expected pain.
It never came.
The last thing I remember,
Was your blood stained dress.
And that little piece of hope
Clasped tight between your hand and mine.
Somewhere between a love note
And broken glass.
This one is so incredible.
Something about it just makes me read it over and over.
Its so sad, but written perfectly.
what is the 6 word love note?