I'm Treading Slightly

if i could i would
i'd pull your ribs apart
like the bars on the jail cell
we'd make a clean break
i'd touch your racing heart
to control those anxieties
to calm you down
to stop you from pacing around
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My mother buys different flowers every few days for me. Taken some time ago. Yellow sunflower with baby's breath. That's my wall by the way, behind the flower.