Through glassy eyes filled with salty tears
you can make no mistake of my humanity
If you doubted, now you are sure
i am fragile.
Rigid and forced, the tightened rope weakens
the strained glass cracks
the cold eyes water
i am flawed.
All that was pretense now stripped bare
and only the raw, ugly, frightful truth remains
A sight so concentrated
You cannot but turn away
to the complete awareness that,
Just like you,
Like her, and as they all do...
i hurt.
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