Ep. 23 First Poem?

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Faces

I don't have two faces,
I'm not a coin.
I don't have six faces,
I'm neither a dice.

I have more than two,
And much more than six.
Love, I'm just a broken toy,
For your hands to fix.

I don't let him see the face,
The one that takes pleasure from pain.
I don't let him see the face,
The one whose tears fall down like rain.

I don't let him see my sides,
The ones so riddled with cracks.
I can't let him see them, can I?
Because then he won't take me back.

I can't let him see them, can I?Because then he won't take me back

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