theres a lion
it chases me to
the edge of a cliff
i don't want to jump,
i don't want to jump,
i don't want-
but i do it anyway
because it peals
in comparison to the lion
tearing me
apart.
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short poetry || riley black
Poesíajust some short excerpts, not edited very much, but i will edit as i go along! reviews are appreciated, please enjoy! xo
