Initials

I spilled ink on your initials
that's why I blush like a poppy
I open the cages
I release the birds
I reject fears
and I deny the apologies
I lock one door
and I unlock a hundred new ones
the soul is free and confused
the days are an irrevocable burden
because of your initials
your ego
your traces in time unbridled.

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