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misha
Poems
Jul 2020
Solarium
these flowers
were not grown with love
I fed them with blood
and now they hang from the ceiling,
glistening red with dew.
the glass is scuffed.
there was a bear here, last night.
she tried to break in
but I shot her,
and she unraveled
into millions of pieces
of colourful silk.
someone created this beast.
someone gave her a name.
and I ended her life.
Written by
misha
23/F/under the sea
(23/F/under the sea)
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