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Where the Flowers Bloom
by Mya Watson-Blake
I decided I need more tattoos
So her name is Delilah
And she represents mental health awareness
The flowers in her head signify the ones in my own
As they decay and bloom on command without any sense of control
On days that are better than not
On days that are harder to bare
Her wide, parted lips
Represent my own
But her tattooed mouth
Can’t speak the thoughts in my mind
Only silence can come from her margins
She can only express the imagination in my head
Her image on my brown skin is priceless
But not to the artist who inked her design
Who marked her everlasting imprint onto me like the art that she is
She will live with me forever
And she will always remind me of me
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