when i met you
you planted yourself in me
grew in me like a disease
taking over my soul
what was a virus
i perceived as a flower
i allowed you to take over
with what i thought was petals
you seeped into my veins
but you smelled like rose oil
and lavender and sunflowers
so i lay back and allowed it
when i met you
you planted yourself in me
but i have set myself on fire
burning my soul
i will be reborn like a phoenix
but you will never touch me
again
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poetry
Poetry♡ a poem compilation ♡ "maybe someday, these pain-filled words will compensate for this endless suffering."
