Did you keep sending me flowers after it was over
Because that was your way of
Treating me
like a grave?
- How many other girls have you tried to cover-up with a flower headstone?
- Stop picking flowers for me. I crawled out of the grave you laid me in and I'm:
Living living living.
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Brave Not Perfect- Formally: I'm No Perfect Poet.
PoetryDarling, to be Perfect Is simply not real. True tellings of domestic abuse in poetical form. This is the true story of a Fairy-Girl. By, The Fairy Queen #poetry- 13 #poembook- 2 #spokenword- 1 #10,000 reads 10/01/20
