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The shards
Splattering
Like drops of blood
Acid
I see you
Sharp as a blade
It’s the hurt who
Hurt the most
But then I look into your eyes
And only then
I fathom
Maybe it was me all along
Maybe it was my eyes
Cold
Unforgiving
The chisel of the dagger I came to hate
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