MY Darling, Abductee
You left me in the pits of hell
hoping the fire of your hatred will burn me
but my darling
Abductee
Did you forget I was struggling?
With blind emotions
Spilling
You said I was emotional
Like it was a bad thing
Almost dull
And so my darling
Abductee
Remember before you take
Your leave from
this hell of smiles so fake
I am emotional
Because
I'm made of water
My darling
Abductee
You can be the fire
Try to burn me
But don't forget
I'm emotional; I'm water
~F.K.
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The Fabled Flamingo
Short Story"It's not my words that you should fear, but my silence. My words speak straight to the core but my absence will leave you speechless." ― Nikki Rowe _________________ Sometimes, when it's brittle and cold outside and our insides are craving warmth...
