I Still Do

Broken glass

Dissected brown skin

Tears of never ending madness

Ignore the beast within

Listen to the angels

Tapping on my summer stained glass

Kiss the wind, taste the air

The earthly mother is a beauty to behold

But you can only see her if you stop crying

I am so sad, so young, so scared, so lost

I don’t ever realize how much I bled

How much I still do

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