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- rugxa kresto
- 2016-08-08
- ***
- wandering across the blank expanses
- it's midnight, illuminated by faint glows
- am I somebody's guardian angel
- or the devil
- standing at the gateway to happiness?
- I've seen enough scars to last a lifetime
- scarlet and crimson flowing into a sink
- I would shriek for the sources to stop, to save themselves
- but they've dug a hole and drowned themselves in
- where are your parents?
- I'd like to pass them a little letter
- "your daughter is in a dark place right now
- and needs not the falsely validating lure of a faceless crowd
- but the love of those she's grown up around"
- blame is a hard thing to pinpoint here
- do I blame the supposed victim for caressing
- the poisonous grip of little red hearts
- or the parents, oversight failing tremendously
- this is your flower, your garden wilting
- where’s water when you need it?
- ***
- CC BY-NC-SA 4.0 (c) Vane Vander
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