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With my eyes I cry, the tears tear tears In my skin, like shards of glass. And I bleed emotion. Emotion that cuts at my heart, like another shard of glass, And breaks it, like a rock through a pane of glass. A pane that is painful whenever it is touched and falls apart like a shattering of glass. A shattering that scatters my smattered pain. Painful pain, full of glass and empty burrito wrappers

             Mel hung up the phone and stared straight ahead, replaying the conversation in his head. He knew he had to tell his boss what had happened, but how? There was a knock on his door and a tan face with a grin of shiny white teeth stepped into his office. “Ready for the meeting, Choly?” He laughed at an untold joke. “Yup,” said Mel, taking a deep breath. “I’m excited, we’ll get to hear how well we worked! And if not, boss always gives the best advice.” As Mel walked past him he gave him a forceful pat on the back. Mel just ignored him. “What’s wrong, friend?” “It’s nothing, Smiley.” The two walked down the hallway and towards the conference room. “Well whatever it is, I’m sure this meeting will cheer you up!” Mel suspected the exact opposite would happen, but he simply sighed. The two stepped into a room where a man and a woman sat at a long table. He and Smiley took seats next to each other, and as they sat dow...