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Nov 2019
Orchids Not Death
There used to be butterflies
living inside my chest,
but they turned into bats
when it got dark
The bats fed on my blood,
and my chest was their cave
There used to be orchids
blooming,
flourishing,
above my ears and to my short hair
But now I am dead,
the weeping orchid bled
As it withered upon my grave,
and emitted the scent of death and I
Its decayed petals dropped,
like blood from cut veins
The corpse flower,
scentless bloom of death belongs
I want orchids not death
#suicide
#orchids
#death
#depression
#tw
#hopeless
#bpd
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