Defense mechanisms:

They build gates

Not bridges.

They burn down castles

They strip your soul of dreams.

They respond to roses

With f*ck yous.

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Defense mechanisms:

Cannons on the wall

Slaves in the galley

Crowns on the head

Wips in the hands.

.

Chains.

They hold me fast.

I am dragged from the well

Into the sunlight

And taken to Egypt.

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Temptation,

Flirting with my soul.