You see she was closed.
A tulip in the night.
Adapting to the environment around her.
I once saw her when she was open though.
When she allowed others to attach and take from her --
pieces she'd never get back --
And that was the problem.
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Self-reflections, confessions, studied subjects, and soul spilling words that sit on the page, but hope to reach out and coil around those that chance a peek at them. If you like what you see, please leave some feedback and let me know. If you have...