Dangerous Box
The label on the boxsaid – “Danger,”and it rattled when I shook it. I left
The label on the boxsaid – “Danger,”and it rattled when I shook it. I left
FallinginloveI’mdrowninginit The sweet sticky facadesmells ofrosespromising spring whileexperiencingdecay
An orangeblossomed andbore fruit. The fruitstuck betweentwo branches. It openedrevealingbutterflies. The beginning ofbelongingmagic. Orthe beginning
I’m petite and swiftthe world is my banquetits aromas engulf me My delicate snoutbig earsand
I hear your stepscoming up the stairs. Sense your smiletickling down my spine. Your stepsget
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