sometimes i feel like i'm made of glass...

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mirror

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I

mirror is my cheeks

the reflection of your tears

roll down my glistening sides

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mirror is my lips

the breath, exhaled - in darkness

the smoke of cigarettes

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mirror is my kiss

the need a pale comparison

looks just like -

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II

window is my palms

the touch falls deep inside

white scars - bruises never heal

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window is my neck

sliding down inside - in silence

the words i swallow

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window is my love

i can't walk through

- no one else can see it

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thanks for reading