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You told me I was beautiful like a shattered mirror,
All edge and shine and light.
But, we both forgot that whatever else it may be,
it is still, at base, broken.
I do love you sweetness, as much as I love anything.
And a damn sight more than I'll ever love myself.
But
…and this is either a huge but or maybe nothing at all…
I am broken, damaged goods, not sure if I can be fixed.
I've tested myself and been tested by others until destruction.
And a little past.
And some scars run too deep,
And some walls are
too high,
too thick,
and too old.
I've lost the keys to a lot of those locks anyway.
Yet,
somehow,
some way,
you've smoothed over and slipped past
all but the very deepest and the oldest
Even I don't pick at those anymore or go behind them anymore.
You've shown me that maybe there's more to life
than grinding myself to dust
Beating my head against the wall as
self-inflicted self punishment
due to self hate for myself and my mistakes
What you've done to me
It's like watching day break after more than a decade in the dark.
It's a big shock and kind of painful,
like pins and needles in the heart and soul
And maybe I'm right
and nothing lasts forever
and this new dawn too shall pass away
Or maybe you're right
And it's time I let it all go
quit clinging to the past like some
sadomasochistic security blanket
I'm not sure, maybe I'll never be
But I'm willing to listen.

Description
You told me I was beautiful like a shattered mirror,
All edge and shine and light.
But, we both forgot that whatever else it may be,
it is still, at base, broken.
I do love you sweetness, as much as I love anything.
And a damn sight more than I'll ever love myself.
But
…and this is either a huge but or maybe nothing at all…
I am broken, damaged goods, not sure if I can be fixed.
I've tested myself and been tested by others until destruction.
And a little past.
And some scars run too deep,
And some walls are
too high,
too thick,
and too old.
I've lost the keys to a lot of those locks anyway.
Yet,
somehow,
some way,
you've smoothed over and slipped past
all but the very deepest and the oldest
Even I don't pick at those anymore or go behind them anymore.
You've shown me that maybe there's more to life
than grinding myself to dust
Beating my head against the wall as
self-inflicted self punishment
due to self hate for myself and my mistakes
What you've done to me
It's like watching day break after more than a decade in the dark.
It's a big shock and kind of painful,
like pins and needles in the heart and soul
And maybe I'm right
and nothing lasts forever
and this new dawn too shall pass away
Or maybe you're right
And it's time I let it all go
quit clinging to the past like some
sadomasochistic security blanket
I'm not sure, maybe I'll never be
But I'm willing to listen.