IwikLittleHobbit
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UsUk Glass Heart [really short :P]
Glass,

This picture, i've kept it for far to long for my liking. I glanced at the object lieing on the ground, wishing the stupid thing could just dift away like I wanted to. I don't want this picture anymore. It hurt every thing on my body, espically my heart.
What a picture this was.

I only kept this picture because it was the only thing I had to remind myself of the lose I suffered from leaving, leavning him alone for so long all those taxes, Acts I had passed on him. I pushed him to help me. I pushed to much I relized this way to late. It was my own damn bloody fault. If I never forced those taxes on him, didn't leave so much alone. I would still have my little Alfred, My little America.

I picked up a piece of the glass from the broken frame. Holding it up into the light a small rainbow shinging down on the carpet. I just kept staring at the piece admiring it's shape and colour from it. The shape looked like a glass heart. Oh how I wanted to break it to match the way my heart looks inside my chest. My heart pounds on my chest with so much force like it want's to leave this dieing body for a new, young bright body. A body that has a chance for love.

Alfred, i'm sorry. I'm so sorry as your brother I was a fool, I was a terrible damned fool for what I did to you. How can I repay your wasted breath?

I glanced at the piece of glass again thinking to myself for a second then softly pulled the piece close to my chest. I smiled softly and went to my bead room. I made two holes into the glass putting a string on and tieing it on my neck.

This glass? from this picture? Will always be close to my heart.