if i'll ever fall in love again,
i do not want to own anyone.
i don't want
to eat all your butterflies
to satisfy my tummy.
i don't want
to sip from your blood
to feel the warmth of your love.
i don't want
to give you the paintbrush
so you can color my life.
because i shouldn't own you since
your family owns you,
your friends own you,
heavens own you,
the world owns you.
i don't want to own you
and display you in my shelves—
you deserve the world,
even the whole universe.
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Poems As Her Therapy
PoetryWhen you're depressed, it is greatly advised to take therapies with a psychologist and so she tried but even psychologist can't take her wounds into peace so she just grabbed her pen under her old bed and stroke words just like how she used to and t...
