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Needle pins

Sharpened by

Selfish blades.

I've cut myself too deep

this time...

And with the blood

Comes pouring

Traces of what you were once

Adoring...



I soaked in your sunshine

And let it warm me to madness

If for a moment.

Now I wish my skin to melt

So you can see

The inner essence

Of the things I've always felt.



Coughing up

on my mistakes.

And wondering

How I allowed

Droplets to revert to lakes.

And now I drown for you

Beneath the sound so blue,

but I can hear a bubbly voice

beneath the rubble

and still it says,

          "Beauty is my name."



I hear you...