I’ll lend you a piece of myself so that you can think of it,I’ll tell my heart not to contract when you hurt it.
I’ll close my eyes and dream of you loving me,
I’ll stay alive only to be part of your life.
I’ll die in your presence so that I can reincarnate in your skin,
I’ll cut my hair, free it, oppress it, and hate it.
I could sing a happy song and paint the sky with bright colors,
I could look in your eyes and again think that I am in heaven.
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