the daffodils
will insist
to kiss my wrists
Following
selfish breaths
petals will bleed
rancid sunshine
because they can
and
wilting steel
will carry the
stench of
wasted cherries
for no reason
simple prophecies
indicating
words will stop telling
stories
prisoners
trembling inside
cosmetic metaphors.
Birth sign: Gemini
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