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Lavender MAG
I heard somewhere that you are the color
of power and royalty.
Tell me, what kind of power do you have?
What status do you have over me?
What rights do you have as a thing,
an object, a color to use your armies
against me?
Trapping me in your lavender prison,
how dare you?
I breathe in your scent in defeat, grabbing hold of your lilac bars.
I must find a way out, you can’t and won’t control me.
You have no power.
Your lavender guards can’t capture me.
That’s what I told myself before I saw
your biggest soldier.
It was a girl, dressed in your uniform. So this was your power.
Suddenly, everything changes.
Your scent is heavenly, your bars blooming.And you … you have
captured me.
The poem was inspired by true events.