# Flower of Discord

Author: SoggyGoat
Tags: Fear, Poem, Poetry

#7 of Poems

A poem about fear

I'm chaos, she's revery

All night spent with daytime dreams

A deep cut 'cross the butterflies

A deeper smile brings

  

It's not that I hate purity;

I'll be gentle to her kind soul

But I've suppressed my depravity

And right now I'm feeling bold

  

I open her windows to let in the sounds

Of a forest far beyond

She holds her ears, sad little girl;

It's fear that makes us strong

  

So open up, now, don't be shy

I'm here to catch your fall

Trust in yourself, silly girl

My heart will make you strong

  

Here I am, the scary beast

The demon of your dreams

You look at me and see a friend

Love, what once was lost, brings opportunity

Source: https://sofurry.com/s/znJxvXqe
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