(this is from my Tumblr)
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prompt: FLOWER
❝my lips are parted by petals,
blood dripping from the tips and onto my skin,
my clothes,
my hands
yet i laugh
at my stupidity
of thinking that
true love could ever find
someone like me
so i just let
the flowers of unrequited love
keep growing out from my throat
and bloom upon my mouth
till my breath no longer
returns to my lungs❞
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(inspired by the Japanese folklore disease called Hanahaki, where when love is unrequited, flowers bloom from inside your throat and begin to choke you as your mouth starts to bleed)
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strengthened by force
PoetrySometimes we don't choose if we're strong, because we have to be. We cannot choose the cards we are dealt with, but we can choose our reaction. __________________________________ STRONG (strông) adj. strong·er, strong·est 1. a. Physically powerful...
