I should have known
You would erupt from that bitter
Tomb, you couldn’t be
trapped.
She couldn’t pin you
incise you on hate
Her rage would shatter against
strength.
Years I have wondered
How to ward
My failure my rage
I should have trusted you better.
You took poison
and wove silk,
Your laughter rides
Aloft.
I see you ride
diamonds dripping from pen
Eyes aglow, you’ve
Won.
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This placed second in kitkat83706 "Invalid Item" . The award of gps, to both of us, were donated to RAOK in honor of sisters everywhere. That was her Fireant idea :)
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