So I Thought
I thought if I closed my eyes,
I would go to sleep.
And dream of beauty and butterflies
and forget my broken wings.
I thought if I had laid there,
stone cold and sweet,
maybe I could call up the image
of fairies at my feet.
But instead I felt the callous hands
I've felt time and time again
running down my body
Destroying me at best.
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