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elephant in the room.
my mother finally dropped the facade thus detaching
a new muse was necessary to abuse -
i armored myself in silver duct tape
imitating knights like the fabricated fairytale lights -
thinning my pretty thighs -
that have been gifted through blood lines
straightened these curls,
while frying my entire will to unfurl.
washing down all of my glimmer,
in attempt of avoiding them simmer -
unconscious to the veracity,
their abusive elephant in the room
only stems from being passed on the baton of
“the darkest one in the room”.
🤎
© a.Soul
#healing #hope #family #Love&love #Love&love💞 #poetrycommunity #aSoul
a new muse was necessary to abuse -
i armored myself in silver duct tape
imitating knights like the fabricated fairytale lights -
thinning my pretty thighs -
that have been gifted through blood lines
straightened these curls,
while frying my entire will to unfurl.
washing down all of my glimmer,
in attempt of avoiding them simmer -
unconscious to the veracity,
their abusive elephant in the room
only stems from being passed on the baton of
“the darkest one in the room”.
🤎
© a.Soul
#healing #hope #family #Love&love #Love&love💞 #poetrycommunity #aSoul
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