he was a grand manipulator…

dressed in white as a hero and savior…

and he knew what buttons to press…

to make you feel completely alone and powerless…

then a second later…

no trace of this cruel dictator…

but if you looked past the golden walls and stones…

you would find the blood and truth of his gleaming throne…

I do what I do…so I can find a way to fly free…

peeling back the layers defining me…

now I’m the only one who tells me who to be…

and that’s enough…

enough for me.

Posted by:Lauren Kim

🦋 I write my own stories, breathing in life & love by my heart's endless daydreams.

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