I become your used

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Shards of glass
The pain I’ve wept
Tears may as well be blood
Inside my secrets kept

Stop picking me up
And throwing me down
I wanted to be yours
But you leave me here to drown

My body is imprinted
With your mark
My skin torn
I now hide in the dark

Bitter cold stabs my heart
I await your fleeting attention
Hoping to feel warm again
My name begging for your mention

You play these harsh games
Like an expert on a flute
Your call to me like a pied piper
I am your target to shoot

The truth is this
I am weak
You feed upon my suffering
Yet I turn the other cheek.