Other's

May 11, 2018

Out of her mouth drips honey from the flowers she steals from other's gardens

Inside her mind pools the poinsons she observes from other's auras

Under her eyes dwell the nightmares the girl hears from other's lips

Within her heart swims the fear she absorbs from other's eyes

Beaneath her shoes is a cage she pretends will keep her safe

When she really just wants to be free

Free from the stolen flowers that only grow her cage tighter around her poisoned heart

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