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I called us part dread, part song,
part story, part wrong.
we built our castles in each other
out of splintered spine and blood.
we met in grief and
were held together by its mud.
took crowns made of bones
placed it on each other's head.
we loved each other with
fragments of ourselves that were dead.
this is why we couldn't rely
on the promises that we spoke.
perhaps in a different time
I would've named us hope.
perhaps in a different universe
we would not meet so battleworn.
and I would call us forgiveness,
and not remember us as war.
━━ nikita gill, I named us Grief.
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𝒓𝒆𝒅𝒆𝒎𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏, carol danvers ✓
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