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A trick of blood trickling down my palms,
Give me your hands
Your soul strapped in the barrettes clipping your hair shut
It longs to scream, shout and fly with the clouds
But you won’t let it.
A sinister flower killing your light little by little
Surrender all of you, as you do every day,
And taste my blood; the soul of youth.
Retrieving the truth long lost in your soul
Let me bestow youth upon you.
Feel young once again so you’ll drown in your emotions
Jump to the clouds and land in a pool
Back first. While starring at the sky
Feel young, once again.
Taste my blood.
Then, honey, you’ll realize you’ve been living a lie
Because, tonight,
You are young.
Stay as young as possible for as long as possible.
That was riveting, that last line really nailed it home
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wow!!! Thank you soooo much!! This is definitely a poem that is wildly precious to me. Your comment means a world to me!
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Beautifully evoked poetry 💖
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Thank you!!!
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You’re very welcome indeed
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Oh wow this is beautiful!
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Thank you Rebecca!
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