you’ve gotta serve somebody
we all served her her wounds magical +beacon
help me save me
me
me
me
i wear her handcuffs as jewellery i wear her face too
more+more these days aging face morphing into hers
most powerful 1st friend glamour to spare
siren
queen
of our hearts
queen
of despair
but
no one else then or since has ever had that special kind
of light +never will that’s why they call ’em originals
singularsensation
lovedmelikearock
walked her to the tomb’s door you can do it! i told her
you’re ready for your closeup dear as her new hawk friends
escorts extraordinaire gathered her up (a large-ish hawk can carry 20x it’s weight)
now they send regular missives+signs 3 yrs gone by i hear the deadfolks
are lining up to chauffeur you in heaven you aren’t missing much down here
just me squandering my freedom or am i?
you heard it here
freedom is as hard
a burden
as servitude
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Fall 2025 ..for all who think you serve no one..🦅🦅
songanddancegirl 