The Label

The Label
By Allie Marie

The warning label smudges in the rain
and the edges begin to peel.
I can feel the fire burn.
I begin to discover your plans.
Obligation tells me it’s my turn
as you call me to stay,
but there’s a part of me
that wants to run.
Foolishness screams
at the trees which enclose me.
Innocence baffles what should
and what shouldn’t be.
Give me a marker, pen, paper
and I’ll learn to make it all better.

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