maybe you took them away,
maybe i gave so much that there was nothing left,
not even for myself
i starved my soul,
to feed you greedy neediness
which i mistook for love
i adjusted my light,
so it wouldn't blind you,
maybe i should
(have blinded you)
maybe it would have saved me
(having blinded you)
now i'm learning to see
(myself)
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