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Spring:
Part 1
Mist cradles the horizon
Swathes of pink and blue shade the sky
The icy wind has traveled back up north
And the sun has taken her away
She feels the warmth of his breath on her collarbone
As she leans in for a kiss
And it feels so easy to forget of the constellations in her dreams
Her mountain-bearing shoulders
In the soft fire of his eyes
She thinks he is the prince come to save
this wild wolf of a girl
Spring
Part 2
She has shaped her honeysuckle beauty
Into that of a daisy
She feels the lies crawling over her skin like ants
Her false pretense of innocence
She has clawed her way out of the grave
And yet
Her heart is barely beating
Blood runs thin, tremors underneath her skin
The coldness sinks its teeth into her shoulder
Guilt rifles through her memories
Looking for more to taint
Her hands refuse to paint
And the wolf inside her just wants to sleep
Ghost girl
Haunts only herself
Purple pools beneath her eyes
A truly fitting disguise
For mask the fire that burns her outside
The sunshine is no longer soft
It is harsh and blazing
Caging and razing the grass at her feet
Living in a castle of flames
The sun believes she needs to be saved
Protected, collected like a bottle of fine wine
To sit on the shelf and collect the marks of time
Surrounded, hounded by dreams of red hair and knifes
Of unspeakable crimes
She wishes it was winter again
She wishes she was back in the forest
When the only thing that was cold was the wind
If she could rescind
Ever I love you
She would
Because this is not love
This is a glass castle, and he has sealed her inside
Maybe the life she left was not kind
But it was hers to own
If this is life with a another
She's rather be alone
The sun barricades his castle with stones
To reflect the state of his heart
The one thing she knows
Is that this will never be her home