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Jul 2020
i live in the heart of my predator
once blissfully unaware
sleeping in pink floral sheets

now wallpaper white and withered
have curled into teeth
dripping blooming lilies

knowing this i still crawl into my hunter's mouth
and cry to sleep
as prey for my own home
daizy
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