Can You Love a Broken Girl?

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All of these shards
Haphazardly pieced back together
She looks at her reflection
And can see nothing but the cracks
Can you see her beauty when she can't?

Her hands clench
Her fingers scratch and pick her flesh
Thoughts on loop
Sleep illudes even with exhaustion
Can you hold her close?