Something

Drive a stake through my nakedness
And then tell me to put clothes on,
Because the shape of my body
Isn’t appealing to you.

Thrust swords into my heart
And make me really feel it,
Because your words
Were never sharp enough.

Break that mirror I keep staring into
And run a shard through my eyes.
Let me cry tears of blood
For a change,
Because something has to.

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