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10...4th grade...rescess...bullies pushed me down...arm landed on broken bottle...cut bad...friekef the bullies out...blood was warm...mesmerizing...I pickef up a large piece of the glass and made the cut worse...I am now over 30 YRS OLd and im still using it as coping..
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[FONT="Century Gothic"  I live in a glass house so many stones have been thrown at it that now only the windows remain to protect me...][/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT]
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