Unlit
She thinks he
is a harbor,
a refuge
from the storms.
He wants her
trust so he
can wreck her,
re-form her
into what
he needs. He
says he is
her lighthouse.
He guides her
towards the
rocks and then
turns off the
light.
is a harbor,
a refuge
from the storms.
He wants her
trust so he
can wreck her,
re-form her
into what
he needs. He
says he is
her lighthouse.
He guides her
towards the
rocks and then
turns off the
light.
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