You protect me
That's what we're meant to do
Protect each other from harm
from stranger glances
touches
and harsh words
You make me feel alive
You make me realize that I am alive
every pinch
every ounce of harm I've been exposed to
has been radiated by a thousand degrees
Feel like million dollar burns
There's no way you could ever build me new skin
You try to tell me
You try to protect me from self harm
(too many problems with my imagery)
I only see the beauty in strangers
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