An inflatable balloon sat on my chest,
Decorated in sprinkles and frosting, it
Finally popped with words slicing the
Edges like knives dagger hearts, the
Words of the past brought like a package
And amongst the wreckage of sunken ships
Sat you, an animal painted blue with sadness
That permeates your veins, the moment I
Realised a mirror lay by sunken ship my guise
As explorer became prisoner and this is the curse
Of all great adventures, maps and needles cannot
Steer pain and a boat this size will always sink,
Bought to the brink of insanity and back again
Like waves in an ocean fragile and foam, from
These bones a fire arose and a phoenix sang the
Life from the sea, and you were freed, but it was
Too little too late and birthday cakes don’t taste
The same anymore.
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Thank you so much! That means a lot 🙂 I really appreciate it!
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no problem =)
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