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Pieces of Me

My light shined upon

the dark hues of you-

the vastness hidden

in narcissism.

 

I coated the pain

with discarded paint,

bleeding through linens

of truth's art canvas.

 

Fragile yet edgy curves

dance into shapes that

identify me,

granting sanity.

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