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We love all that death touches 
And so maybe we love in halves 
We give and yet hold back 
Because when we hurt 
We fear the ash, our fire might become 
The air that will scatter it
The wind swallowing it, erasing it 
When we smile, we do it slight 
Let’s not tempt fate 
Into making it harder
The past is buried, forgotten 
Not forgiven 
We muse and then carry guilt 
Over dreams squashed by our tiny feet 
No one pushed us to do
And so maybe we did it because of them 
we hold our heart into cages 
of glass and iron 
we peep outside and wish for freedom 
then close the doors 
don’t look back 
we act selfless to hide our desires
kill a little of ourselves 
to make it look more polished 
where others grin at mirrors, 
we pick out flaws
we want to love all that death touches 
but ourselves and our hearts.

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