Poetry from Brianna Dawn.


living capsules
holding red and white blood cells
fueling hearts and brains
concerned with heavens and hells
bottled up and held in cabinets
with flags for labels, and daily dosages
that must be met, if mixed and clashed
they create potions or spells
but rarely cures to bring us up
out of what has failed

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