my name is dove, but I am the Crow Queen.
these gashes have healed
and my title is all that I have conquered, and nothing more
the songbirds take care of me
I wear a crown of lilies instead of roses
because I no longer need to defend myself form the forces of evil.
a time, there was a girl who adored space. She read pages upon pages of books about constellations and the stars, memorizing names and how many miles away they were from earth.
I feel like I'm imposing
Which isn't fair for you to do,
It's not fair that you make me feel like I'm on the outside
I hate sitting here, trying to reignite what once was
I thought we we're doing this anymore
subjugated to solitude eternal,
only perceiving and watching love,
maybe receiving it but never understanding it
never internalizing it
it bounces off. Doesn't stick,
unkept and unruly and unclean.
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