shadow & cinnamon

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dedicated to li

I have been the girl without sin
Sitting with her silent shadow
The perfect mannequin
A promise in the window
Never looking above her own shoes
Selling what she would never use

Now standing still
Shaking in my combat boots
Waiting for the kill
Tattoos my wings, my roots
Short hair
Collar bones bare

The girl falls
The glass shatters
A mess upon the walls
Suddenly nothing else matters
It isn't the death I planned for
This is much more

We collide in shadow and sin
A new light is lit
When you don't like your skin
You change it

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