As your head aches with loss and regret
as your beauty melts and washes away
as your arms grow tired from carrying the broken parts
as your braces become unlaced
Remember that everyone who adored you
still does and will
That your hands will always be warmed
and the hair gently swept from your brow
The thought of you being enough
to sustain a million lifetimes
in defiance of fear and the gnashing of teeth
And in that endsome night hour
may your collarbone be marked with a lipstick kiss
so the faithless will just wave you through
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