Bella Lane · writing

Petals

I’m reminded of the time
You stole me
With words as thick as syrup
Drug me to the depths
The deepest, darkest cave
Planted me in the musty soil
Watered me religiously
Gently cared for each
Glorious, vibrant petal
Velvet in your hands

Until you stopped
Plucking out
One by one
My precious blossoms

A ferocious look
On your sunken face

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