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[chrysanthemum777]

I, too, have sacrificed everything

I have opened my throat for you. 

In hopes that you will see me as your equal 

Exposing the sword I carry

Which has become dull in your presence 

I have opened my heart for you. 

In lieu of all the pain she does not wish to feel 

She beats in symphony 

Which you have silenced 

I have opened my arms for you.

To caress your tainted agony and masked zeal

Holding both of us together 

Which you candidly shattered

But above all, 

I have opened my thighs for you.

A valley between two mountain crevasses

Where I wished you stopped to rest

But instead seeped your golden venom 

Which I never wanted in the first place.

-M  

[chrysanthemum777]

Medusa and I

A body once living layed

Underneath the eyes of Athena

Now, nothing more than a witch

With a piercing gaze

Vacant and astray

Where once beauty resided

Now brazen as the one who entered the temple

And dared to play with dignity and compositae

Despite the ebbing away of her ingenious frame

Her preeminent nature remained like that of the precious proserpina

She became the covenant of virginal rage

For those who traipsed before and after her

Calming the the guileless bellowing of the aegina

And there I stood, unjustly by her side

Another serpent of the crown which Poseidon gifted her

As we watched the Gods turn a blind eye

Remebering,

She didn't ask for it

And neither did I.

-M

[chrysanthemum777]

With(out)

In the wake of a crepuscular night 

At the mute hours of dawn

When the eiderdown becomes frigid

I ask the stars,

“Where has my love gone?” 

They whisper, 

“He was never there.”

-M