Truth of my blessings
Instead of beautiful eyes,
Eyes that sees into my soul
Seeing all that is awkward
All that is painful
All that is naked
I never got a perfect heart,
For hearts who were never wounded
And always wore the color red
Never knew sympathy
Yours has every color of the rainbow
Friends who knew the right words,
I traded them for mouths shut
And arms wide open
And one look that heals
Without novacaine
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