For so long
I took your lashes
You bit me with
You words
Burnt my heart
To ashes
You were the king
Of our pride
So high
So mighty
But I was just a cub
All I could do was hide
But I am no longer
Your small plaything
My teeth have grown in
My claws are sharp
I can bite back
And it's amazing
You tried your best
To have me put down
Away from all
Who could see
I would soon be wearing
Your crown
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The Complete Chronological Works
PoetryStarted early 2018 ⚠️TRIGGER WARNINGS⚠️ - sexual assault mentions - suicide mentions - self harm mentions - themes of depression - themes of anxiety
