By Atika Baji
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Wrapped in black parchment
So old and tormented
That held secrets of mystery and pain
Bound tightly by a chain
That warned me away.
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I came closer and closer
It got harder and harder
The burn was too strong to bare
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In the end I tore it open
Revealed the secret inside
A heart so soft, it was scarlet red
Raw, but so beautiful
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Came from it a scent of musk so sweet
The dark outside didn’t make me retreat
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Atika is a first year English and creative writing student. She writes short stories and poems and posts them on her poetry Instagram account here.
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