I am so much skin
I am so much skin
I am freckle, scar, and vein
The bones tap like piano keys
But the song should stay unsung
Shame, reverse time and take back
What you gave to me
I was fine before you came and
Clawed at my skin,
Trying to tear your way into my heart
And break it
I bore this pain.
I bear this pain.
But now I hide it away so well
The way our neighbors closed their shutters
At us trying to peep in.
Sometimes the sun finds a way through
But it's too bright now
So we close our eyes until sleep takes over.
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