I am made of gold
Supple and ripe I am embodied venus
Like the seas I sway and pull in those who dare to indulge 
I am unstoppable
A queen 
A goddess 

Nothing more nothing less

But hidden in tall grass stalks them
The thoughts  
Dragging me down to the blackhole of my head
Night by night
Person after person
Each one draining my self-portrait to a blank canvas 
Does it ever end...

Will it ever end?

Squeeze and sigh.

And the world comes shattering over
The seas swell and my eyes wide
I know now
I am unbreakable
I am made of gold


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