I broke the one promise
your closest friend taught me to keep
woke up next to hope and solidarity;
squinting through rose-colored shades
sifting the morning dew
through to my pupils
the way my thoughts
condensed into consciousness
your adamantium ate through me;
decayed my spirit the way that kryptonite
consumed your childhood aspirations
and you are not unbreakable;
I'm just more fragile than most
because my life lacks comic book heroes
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