Triggered
a ribcage ,
her nest ,
where comfort is abroad
and her head rests best .
triggered by the sand of time ,
she silences the sun that shines ,
locks out the birds at once
and still frowns .
Triggered by the silent cries
her down to earth crown
is blown away by the crowd
but still the dandelions are intertwined
even though it's near the fall .
Her heart drops
as drips or droplets
dry the shady doves .
Her heart frowns
and all her cries
are swept away by a single smile .
Triggered ,
her throat is trickling,
her mouth aching
even her lips twitching ,
one side eye
and all her cries sound crippled.
Triggered ,
am I the only one ?
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