you tell me to quiet down cause
my opinions make me less beautiful
but i was not made with a fire in my belly
so i could be put out
i was not made with a lightness in my tongue
so i could be easy to swallow
i was made heavy
half blade and half silk
difficult to forget but
not easy for the mind to follow
deadroses || poetry
By dolaneyelash
"we had a vision though, now we dead roses" now, why did she send them? these broken down, wilted, beat up, r... More