Maybe you saved me
Flame almost blown out
By the slightest cold breeze
The stone shoulders
That I brushed against
For so long before
Had finally
Left their mark on me
And I
A tall iced sculpture
Was shattered
Diamonds
On the ground
Melting away
To a puddle
To be stepped in
The wet
Temporary luster
Reflecting
Clear skies
But you,
You saw yourself in me
And I
Was no longer
A mirror
Upon a wall
That no one
Listened to,
How beautiful you are
The fairest
In all the land
To me...
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