Dragging your mess behind in the closed doors of my heart

did you have to leave such treacherous bloodstains with

your rich footprints of lowkey lies, fumes of toxicity 

coming in with barefoot flowers beneath your feet 

leaving with seven inch heel sins

of unsaid words and unsheathed poison

making my land barren

no more beautiful things grow and people

god, the only people who come don't try planting anymore

they leave lilies, on my graveyard 

a sign that maybe at least those are innocent

i wish i could grow whole forests within me and make birds sing

but how can you wash away barren lands and replace them with

fresh earth?

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