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I've taken
This chip
On my shoulder

And replaced it
With the weight
Of the world

But only for
The one
Who had listened

If only
For the time
Of my life

By the girl
Who now passed
As the rest of them

Like the few
I've been known
To have loved

And the losses
I'm begging
To pardon

And the partners
Once willing
To fight

Until they
Can't reason
With anguish

Or bargain
With the nails
Of a cross

To settle
The nerves
Of this feeling

Or relieve
The steep sorrows
Within

Not with pride
Or hope
Or envy
Lust
Or the promise
Of bliss

But the lie
Of a life
That's forsaken
And shattered
In a second
Of grief

Like the frail
And immeasurable
Crystal
That teetered
On the edge
Of my madness
And balanced
By the tip
Of this rage
And refracted
Pale light
Of my hatreds
And loathing
Of myself
In its gleam -

The prism
Of color
Unnoticed
But meant
In each line
Of my scars
That riddle
This page
In their spectrum
And showed
What devotion
I'd meant

Until the
Inevitable
Breakage
At the same cost
Of believing
These words.

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