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The Flowers of My Womb

  • Emma B. Spears
  • Mar 15
  • 1 min read

Updated: Mar 16

I hope flowers grow in the empty womb you left me with,

I want roses planted where my muscles decayed from your lack of comfort.

I want daffodils where my heart rots with termites and roaches of your ego.

I want tulips where my head aches from your remarks about my body.

For today I’m going to plant flowers everywhere.

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