(she/fawn/it, 25)🔞
poem enthusiast, ambience maker
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on its own, no self bothered
no body to pound
on its own, no self bothered
no body to pound
bring your child into wide arms
more loving than ours”
bring your child into wide arms
more loving than ours”
gathering strewn viscera
to a bed of leaves
gathering strewn viscera
to a bed of leaves
a desperate funeral
to move your body
a desperate funeral
to move your body
could not protect you from fate
you did not deserve
could not protect you from fate
you did not deserve