Willow Soul
- Fionaferd
- Dec 16, 2020
- 1 min read
Updated: Jul 26, 2022
Eyes shut closed
it's a messy river after cyclone
Tied tight
wounds never fully dried
Burnout platelets in war
fighting between short intervals
Romance cells go to jail
pretty cells weep for they lost to bail
No guts to quit
nor try again
Peony turns to willow tree
sugarcoat nothing,
haunts the beautiful monsters with wings.
(Fiona, December 2020)
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