Let’s decorate this sin

It’s the same grave, the same wilting wildflower

I’ve been in this ditch before, there is a field full of melancholy

laying dormant beside me ready to smother every hollow of my being

You’ll know
what kind of girl
I was
when you find
the rib cage
vacant
and etched in my art
and your lies

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