I split, I rend, I cannot mend, but only do so when brought together again. A pair I am, I cannot be one but what you give me will be hewn when done.

Roses aren’t the only red, But not much blood will I shed, A fairytale prince’s eyes found these, But his love’s tears cured his disease.

my father's father stands up tall, my mother's face hangs on the wall my cousins specialize in screens but i use my hands to earn my means

When extended, i clarify. When extended, i punish.

Summoned by sunlight, I quietly appear. Marks by the devil, some say with fear. I prefer angel kisses, a happier sound, I’m rarely just one, I arrive in a crowd. I grace your nose, your forehead, your cheeks, I deepen in summer, and fade after weeks.