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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required We don’t appreciate the sun until it r a i n s, warmth of gentle rays that subtly stroke distressed skin when time was f r o z e n smiles were s t o l e n and hope yet again remains b r o k e n. Whilst I’m lying here in the in-betweens of procrastinated promises along bitter breezes~ you use your poetic words as a weapon, oppressing the guardians around my dreams, oblivious to the translucent truth laced in trimmed nylon, that you and me, we’re made of the same s t o n e we wear the same crown of t h o r n s sitting on the throne of darkness, full of stainless steel cages and chain link fences, turning these emotions into cancerous tumors, knocking on your conscience, patronizing the pigments of my petal-like palette by questioning your own roots. But now I’ve got feathers in my bleeding heart, and if these crimson wings could fly, you’ll find me soaring above seas of solitude, that pushed me down to an abyss of n o t h i n g n e s s. Watch me unlock the keys of jasmine doors to seek serendipity surrender, as my muse serenades rainbow reveries, amidst faded stars and moonless nights which gaslit my apologies and roses. I have tried to twirl through ravenous ravens in a carnival of carnivores you’ve fed my mind, labelling me as the serpent q u e e n with twisted words, whilst you whirl around with ghosts of p o e t r y in your cathartic h a z e For your love is a hand grenade, that shattered my aching bones into scattered s m o k e and f o g They say, the biggest hearts are the biggest targets, and the rifles you hold, seems to have my name engraved in blood-soaked tears. So, now that you’ve pulled the trigger, how would you stop the ammo? Will you remain forever in your unbending silence, a false humility disguised as k i n d n e s s that flickers glitter, to ascend brighter, as the bullet settles upon my spine, halting me from movement? Or will you watch me c r a w l back to the spheres where I belong? For I refuse to rot as a victim of an unwritten circumstance.
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