Shards of Glass
Little tiny fragments
Catching shards of light
Throwing them on the walls
Dancing on your skin
Blue, green, orange, and yellow
Entrancing infant rainbows
So simple
So pretty
So lovely
Stinging words
Stinging glares
No blue, green, orange, or yellow
Only red rivers
Running over your skin
Little tiny fragments
Inflicting shards of pain
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