Curse

I am still just a shadow.
I am still just star dust.
I am still part of a Universe I never quite knew
but I'm homesick for. 
I bleed only to pull the stars out by their edges.
I close my eyes only to let the shine rest. 
I look up only to remind myself where I came from. 
And when you find my skin 
between sheets and raw feelings scattered about
you'll flinch from the coldness.
And you won't know
what I hold inside
and that will be your curse.

This poem is about: 
Me
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