Damage

Don’t get me wrong

I’m marked fragile

But am capable of damage

Strong enough to

Move mountains as far

As I could love them

My heart may be in your palm

But yours is wrapped

In my fingers and

Oozing between them

And it’s only the beginning

Just once I shall be

The holder of the weapon

Instead of the heart

It targets

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