You ran your fingers through my veins
You caressed my bones
And fingered the sinew
You tasted my hair
And knew my teeth by heart
You bit my nails
You licked my eyes
You knew me
Now I have new blood
My bones are cracked in new places
I washed and cut my hair
And wore braces to adjust my teeth
I let my nails grow long
And cried my eyes right out.
With my new ones I can see myself
And I see that I am beautiful
I no longer need you to tell me.
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