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Mar 2012
“It’s alright,”
Shatter me.”
Her hands aren’t even shaking.

“I saw you
On the starting line.”
Her hands aren’t even shaking.

“You watched me
Burn below the lights.”
Her hands aren’t even shaking.

“I think I may have died
Last night.”
Her hands aren’t even shaking.

“I’m taking all my
Clothes off now.”
Her hands aren’t even shaking.

“Mind if I light a
Smoke for now?”
Her hands aren’t even shaking.

“I’m exactly what
You’ve heard about.”
Her hands aren’t even shaking.

“Go on,” she says,
“Shatter me.”
All mine for the
Taking.
Written by
Lexi Schwartz
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