Missing pieces

A cracked window means broken glass

How many times can I fall between the cracks

Before I’m holy, unfiltered, raw

 

I want to be radioactive and explosive

I want my words to burn deep, corrosive

Er’ry body has their own place in the mess

It’s hard to be more and not be less

 

 

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