know who you are
with so many contradictions
bloodshed and roses
blooming inside of you
Can you see the color of your hands?
pink and raw
like a heart (closed)
You are still many things
that have much to live
but something is missing
something is missing
You do not know
where to look
For a second
a split second
the sun shone trough crystals in windows
the fruit was ripe
and the forest buzzing
For a split second
you had it
something so precious and fragile
like a small creature
kitten or duckling
in your palm
your hands shaking
On the tip of your finger
you held a droplet of water
a flower petal
the strands of a star
Something is missing
Something is missing
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