YELLOW TULIPI am singled out, picked for my bright yellow petals that cannot deny my trembling heart. I searched for light, it blinded me, drew me towards it, undressed me. Injecting its hardness, my petals wilfully opened, a black star stamped inside. There was no denial. I was weak and bent low when they came for me. They snapped me from my roots, Stuck me inside, a sticky slime at my feet. I drowned in their cleansing.
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