Made Of Glass

You can see right through me,

And I can't say that I mind.

Are we the words that we wear,

Or should we leave them behind?

 

You're aiming straight for my chest,

But is it love or just lead?

Headfirst just feels like too much,

So I'll use my heart instead.

 

You don a beautiful shine,

And lay logic at my feet.

I'll look inside now to find

The flaws that make me complete.

 

See below, we are the stars,

The gutter, she looks so small.

Girl, you've broke loose just to find

That you have bested them all.

 
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