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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I see their intentions, In their trances of manipulation, Mind-warping affection, they laid upon you, And knowingly you feed on what I thought you were absorbing… You lash out at me screaming, saying, “Rest your distrustful inflicting, Look me in the eye, accept me, and free me! I will consume their darkness in a bleeding light, Whilst juggling in the enigmas you cramp me in! You wonder why I welcome all, As danger tickles my curves, arresting your nerves You most sacred, superstitious little butterfly Cease your incessant, mocking lectures Flapping your wings at me in a colorful warning Yes, I know you have seen it all you perfectly transformed worm! I know what you know even though you think I do not know it! Your metamorphosis of completion is impressive, yes, Yet in your expectations, you ignore the fact that I am shapeless, Stepping into the open air to confront change with all of its surprises.” My multihued resolve silenced her… “I hear you! I hear you oh so clear, You innocent, raw little worm of a girl… So I shall allow, just know: My mighty wings are here to shade you, not smother you As your guardian, I will trust with sting Swearing on my every heartbeat, I will protect you as you engorge on the thorns you call beauty I will lift you from the brushes to let you peek at the hungry birds, And you will plead for me to shield you once more Though when I do not, and the birds dive down to consume you, In fear, in haste, you will sprout your magnificent wings, You will call out my name, And in tears I will watch you fly far above them all!” For Justin Bordner's contest, "The Instincts of Innocence"
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