for a girl who has kept her heart cemented shut in its cage, i took it out and gave it to you like nothing whatsoever – as if it was rightfully yours in the first place.
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PoetryI was a flower starting to wilt before you showed up and began watering my petals. © Christine Marie 2017
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for a girl who has kept her heart cemented shut in its cage, i took it out and gave it to you like nothing whatsoever – as if it was rightfully yours in the first place.
