A/N: No idea what to call this poem!
The smile lingers longer than expected.
I’m a contortionist in feelings,
Lost in a labyrinth of roses
Lined with rows of white dandelions.
I’ve been in this maze before
Why have I lost all sense of direction?
(again)
Hedges change their position
Branches cringing as they moved —
A cackling mock directed at me.
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