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Glass Houses

a poem by thenorm


people who

live in glass houses

should never even


to see the sun.

but i know you.

you think the world

will bend

at your whim.

well, don’t bother

looking for me

when your glass



it won’t work this time.

oh, i admit

it has in the past,

but i’ve changed.

so take your

Petty Thoughts

The Words You Treasure

And Have Built Your Life Around

And Build Them Somewhere Else.

my Life,

My Love Is Not For Sale.

i’ll not have

Accusing Me

of Selling My Soul

For The Price You Pay.

Go back to your House Of Glass.

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