you've been giving me away to other men
most things are born golden
until they start to notice
i was on your side
i gathered twigs between your eyelids
until they fell between your eyelashes
wove my hair into the bare places
and nested down for the evening
i preen my feathers
in the old milk that you shed for me
i wear this dress of indifference
and find it quite becoming
you say you need me now
shut your dirty mouth
when i was only a child
i sold my name for a small price
you've been giving me away
you've been giving me away
you always made it easy
reminding me not to bloom
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