All it takes is one person who believes
you’re more than you are.
We were never meant to see love
clearly. We were meant to collide –
a body against a wave.
I’m always so hungry. Sometimes, I gaze over an
8 story building
just to feel like God. Sometimes, I look at you.
You will never feel, you said,
unless I cut you open.
So make me beautiful. I want cello
string fingers. I want
torches for knees and gold coin nails.
Every boat needs a passenger, make my body
fare for this life.
When you wake me, I don’t want to be the
princess, but the sword that saved her.
Make me every dream
I can’t remember.
Do you think you can cut like that?
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