somewhere buried in the past
is a version of me who shriveled
like a sweet fruit
unaccustomed to the heat
she dried herself out
shrunk herself down
until she was nothing more
than a raisin in the sun
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you are not vanilla
bland couldnโt bear to be
associated with someone like you
you might be strawberry
a little too sweet
or chocolate
decadently deep
in a cone
a bit of a mess
but you
are not
vanilla
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