.
I'm not made up of costumes
that could bring shivers
on a midday blizzard.
I'm not crafted from silvery orbs,
falling from the woolgatherings
of your fruitless pockets.
I'm not a barricade tape
purposely fixed
on unexpected hazards;
and I wasn't designed
to fit within
your insatiable cravings.
Composed of fractures,
empty spaces
and winding abyss,
I don't need
your approval
to exist.
—MLD | 01102021
Artifice
By discipleofinks
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