I've changed my fingerprints for you.
I've let my skin grow new.
I've painted lips like my blood, red.
I've put his arms around me
To soothe me and protect
And yet,
The times I see you
I feel deeper in this pool of sadness.
This shard of glass is stuck too deep
Inside my heart.
I've grown a pair of wings, entirely new -
He knew -
He saw me take a flight.
I swore - I need no love, no pain, no hurt -
To burn me and excite.
And yet -
I need no eyes on me,
But yours.
Shard
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