StillA Poem by pressedflowersShake a fist at the sky Pretend to know what I mean Stuck in between Screaming at the midnight sun I don't expect you to understand Devoted to light And cursed to never change Cold as her armor "Trust no one" she says as she sends you away Calling out softly "I've been here before and I'll do it again"
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