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Hear me out
Day follows day
Light turns to clay in my hands
How to explain,
So pristine the pain
It was kindness made the cut so clean
I still care for you
Hear me out
You wanted to me to be
Less your love than a mirror
Can't you see
What you mean to me?
(even promises may bleed)
I still care for you
The hours grow
Heavy,
And hollow,
And cruel as a grave
Open
Me
You'll find
Only bones burned to glass.
I still care for you
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