A stud of hers had fallen
And lost itself in some dark corner
Of my other wise very clean room
Raj! She screamed
There is broken glass in there.
She was bleeding
A lustrous post office red.
I am sorry baby
I am unaware
Of shards of broken glasses
Hiding in my dark places
And hurting
Those who come searching there.
You are my light baby
Shine on.
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