Fragility
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i am fragile
in the dark i sit, with wide open eyes
[staring]
filling with unshed tears
as i wait for my loves name to appear on my phone
i am older, but with an air of innocence
like having both a wise old soul, and a young trusting soul, together
i am fragile
in the night
in the day i hold fast to my mask
in the night i cry
before i fade away
i am fragile
though built for war
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