Thursday, October 27, 2016

whiskey in a teacup.

I am not made for anyone.

a volatile existance
behind these superficial layers of façade.

I came to learn some people who think they can manage the fire
fled when it burned.

Showed them my silver cage
that they couldn't afford.

I am not made for anyone;
but I know that those who survived the storm
will stay in the end no matter what.

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