Roll Like Thunder

Lark Morrigan
Nov 2 · 1 min read
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They roll their stones upon me,
yet they lift not one of their own,
but I know that the curse is sprouting
from the bitter seeds that they have sown.

They question me, bind me, and judge me guilty
as they wear their fabled crowns of gold,
but I know that justice within me
will crown their heads with thorns.

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Lark Morrigan

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writing my way out of self-sabotage, introspecting at every angle, and turning the apocalypse into poetry and prose // larkmorrigan.com

Song of the Lark

A publication by Lark Morrigan (est. July 16, 2019)

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