Feb 2015
i am a small
flower
with the mind
of a lion
my heart is
soft
but my words are
large
and i forget
how easy it is
to clip my
petals
until after
you have
brandished
the shears
flower
with the mind
of a lion
my heart is
soft
but my words are
large
and i forget
how easy it is
to clip my
petals
until after
you have
brandished
the shears
(hell)
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