Tattletale, I am

Tattletale, I am, for calling out
On how you turned our mettled trunks into
Xylographs, your medals of honor while
Imprinting hideous scars in our psyche—
Corrupted, our spirits devoured.

(25/09/24)


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  1. finding yourself after being annihilated… so many can’t come back from this. Your light is beautiful!

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