An Apology – Referencing a Difficult Tuesday Noontime

Diamond eyes,
I did not know you cut me
Until days later
Upon noticing the scar.
It itches, and it reminds me of you.

But was it your eyes or mine
That left no blood
Swelling from the wound,
Or was I looking in the mirror
At my own supposed flaws?

And what are these corpses
Scattered around?
My bloodless war
Cuts through lies
But also affection.

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