can 


i don’t trust myself
fog on the mirror
won’t disappear
into the night i am forced.

this doubt of what you’ll bring
peace or broken glass,
these girls i have become
weaving blades of grass.

some i know -their
flowers in your eyes
the others only dirt
and dreams of better days.

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