for but a moment i stand shaken
underneath the piercing gazes
in the shadow of a full moon
collecting scars like faint reflections
i pick up the fallen pieces
the assault shall be in vain
behold your weak deception
you may flaunt the things that never
cannot steal the things that are
witness me inside the glasshouse
i flood the night with this defiance
watch me dance amidst the shards
(2022)
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