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willow sophie Jun 2019
Please,
assure me,
inform me,
is this really true?

How did
this happen, I ask?
How did I come here
from out of the blue?

How far
did I drift on the sea?
How fair did
I sail?

I cannot believe
that this is reality,
it feels to much
like a fairytale.
willow sophie Jun 2019
I come from a land
far, far away
where the grass is greener
and the trees are taller
the sun rises higher.

Please forgive me
if I cannot understand
your language
or your customs,
for I am not from here
I am a foreigner.
willow sophie Jun 2019
you don't gotta paint the sun,
but it would be nice.
willow sophie Jun 2019
my body may remain the same,
but i feel unexplicable pain
as though the skin and sinew,
the muscles and fascia
transforming me
into the monster that I am.
willow sophie Jun 2019
you're gone now,
but it wasn't a waste of time.
thank you, truly,
for the love you offered me.
willow sophie Jun 2019
My heart was shattered
before my very eyes,
each piece tainted
beyond repair.
Thus, I'll use a needle and thread
to sew my heart back together
making a mismatched masterpiece,
like a quilt.
willow sophie Jun 2019
you have a peculiar, welcoming scent,
but your love is beautifully rough
like leather.
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