put you on a shelf
high out of reach
trap you in a jar
no one
can hear you speak
tape your little fairy wings
tight to your back
hang a cloud
over your head
stormy and black
drink your tears
salty and crisp
eat your fears
lush and raw
once a
stunning
earthly
blooming
being
now a
small
shelled
bug
behind a microscope
how does it feel
to be examined so closely
to have your flaws out on display
i would know
for although
i am behind
the microscope
you are watching me too
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Random Poetry
Thơ Ca(TW: Depression, suicide, eating disorders, death, substance abuse, and self harm.) I like to write poetry so ima just put it all in here lmao
