I'll remember your fragility

If I put cherry on my lips

and blood in my cheeks

And I told you I've never been had.

You would give and have me

And I would find joy and jest at your fragility

But if there was nothing sweet in my mouth

And blood on my dress

You would quiet me

And you could never believe me

Like a vampire terrified his own reflection.

And covering it with a black cloth.

Hold on to your "divine superiority"

Because I can look in the mirror.

I can wear my blood.

I can taste my bitterness,

And I remember your fragility.