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i put cracks in my skin
akin to the cracks in my heart
once complete, and now
a shredded masterpiece
you smile and hold me tight
as light fades and so do i
as if you could be the salve
to the cries of this broken girl.
because i love you
i keep you at an arm’s length
the same arms that are marked
with scars and with fresh wounds.
i keep you away, not that
i may protect you, but
you, with your flippant tongue
would break me down.
so i protect both of us
myself, and yet you too
so i don’t hate you
as i hate myself.
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