Gardener Role

Sought after

Requested

Desired

Wanted deeply

I’ve cried

Over you

Hundreds

Dark times

I trust you to love without hurting my overly sensitive fragile giant heart

What will you do to me

What will you do with me

/

Your ego growing

Crushing my fingers

Your rules

Only law acknowledged

What happened to equal

What happened to trusting my love

Soft hands get spit on

Break me until I can’t be anything but your approval

Say I’m perfect like before

You can’t

Not until all personalization is stripped.

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