Olive Branch
Open a door but go slow,
listen I’ve been through enough;
Inviting yourself when you screwed up;
Victim of your inability to see
everything you did from the beginning;
Branches must be extended gently;
Revolving doors go nowhere fast
always on the tail of words
nothing substantial standing behind them;
Culled by a flimsy olive branch;
Here we go again.
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