My sadness is so defined that it rips out my bones,
My heart and my soul, all the blossomed flowers that held me together.
And then I met you and my pain was then bare
You ripped the bad from me,
The weeds and the rips.
But you took my eyes and blinded me
So I couldn’t see that you were taking so much of me
And once you were done with me I was barely sure I existed.
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