Deleted User said 8 years, 1 month ago:
I’m gridlocked, pinned to the board
butterfly with her wings
broken and torn
I’m trapped now
between in wood and steel
choose choose
devil or the deep sea?
shine the light on me,
its harsh, your torches and pitchforks
and my wings are bleeding
crushed between your fingers
leaving little chalk stains on your thumb
you rub them away against your jeans
they never existed, delicate monstrosities
do you see? Do you see?
or have you forgotten all about me
pinned to your wooden board
I’m still here
still breathing through the screams
struggling with my broken wings
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