Rubbish Sacrifice

Weep little lion girl

I think of you, and it scares me.

how often I speculate.

about how little I would sacrifice for you.

and how if put to the test.

it scares me.

that I might sacrifice myself

  • Author: Salem (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 4th, 2023 01:40
  • Comment from author about the poem: I find I have an inability to hold feelings for anyone. My affection changes with the wind.
  • Category: Unclassified
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