At the edge of the garden

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At the edge of the garden,

where your world and mine meet,

I see you sink under the words of flowers

their wispered weight too heavy for your bones.

I beat the wall between us,

but never make it through

so I will sit here and sing you bird songs,

until you fight and paint those roses red.

my dear, even with cruelty from beauty,

you must never

ever

lose your head

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This was written in collaboration with the wonderful Elle_Darling

It was so much fun to work with such a talented poet and to see what fun things we could come up with :D We also wrote a poem for her poetry book, Bored Gurl, you should definitely check it out! If you liked this one, you will absolutely love it <3 

https://www.wattpad.com/user/Elle_Darling


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