si narcissi

Instantaneously she’d gone,

placidly in a vacuity, or in a state of chasm.

There she lurk, perturbed

whenever her heart throbbed, rack

Time had taught her to master it…

Henceforth she’d back

whose heart now iconoclast

Too captious in your every act

Denies her own frailty

that’s how everyone would pay

“it’s your fault.”

She’d always say.

i’m sorry you were not truly loved and that it made you cruel

-Warsan Shire

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