i can only breathe away the fog from the mirrors
for your own breaking tears
the jagged pieces of my reflection
will only cut into my skin
if they can in turn give you wings
at the risk of sounding
just a little bit worn out
i can only give you
my broken mirrors
when i see your eyes torn shut.
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