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Literature Text
She looked in a hazed window,
two cracks mar the frame and
dazed- her looks gave me pause,
Who are you to watch the skin split?
Eyes poised above glass
wide as I've ever seen,
don't you have a place to be.
Silent the eyes spoke,
and I told her the same
that I'd been told before,
when pieces leak, they drip to the floor-
then the eyes close once more.
two cracks mar the frame and
dazed- her looks gave me pause,
Who are you to watch the skin split?
Eyes poised above glass
wide as I've ever seen,
don't you have a place to be.
Silent the eyes spoke,
said wistful, purity burns.
Why hold it to a flame?
and I told her the same
that I'd been told before,
when pieces leak, they drip to the floor-
then the eyes close once more.
to be edited.
On self-harm.
Probably pretty obvious that the eyes are her own.
Criticizing herself.
"the eyes close once more", not necessarily death.
Just a temporary relief.
On self-harm.
Probably pretty obvious that the eyes are her own.
Criticizing herself.
"the eyes close once more", not necessarily death.
Just a temporary relief.
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I like it a lot, but I needed the explanation. At first I didn't really think self harm I thought for some reason more... rape. Idk why. But it's beautifully written