limited to your interpretation,
I could be a floral representation of the
sweet scent of seasonal infatuation,
or the razor sharp reminder of a
flirtateous danger, dazzling yet deadly.
The impulsive impression of honesty and joy
painted with precision on a yellow visage,
or a mask of protection carefully applied
to create a semblance of normalcy and stability.
A free-flying indication of pride, liberty and
unity across vast distances,
or an oppressive, antagonistic reminder of unjustices
suffered in early stages of development.
Your interpretation prevents me from ever being just an object,
with each gaze, behind each symbol
lies all you've ever needed to know about me.
To you, I'm just another thing awaiting interpretation.
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Sometimes I ramble, especially when I feel pressured to come up with something interesting and descriptive but hopefully it's funny watching me try, also formatting is a really fickle mistress so sorry this looks all off but I got carried away with the description part here.
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