constant & beating
what shall I do with her anymore
wasting divine feminine
silence wrapped around my throat
bleeding an unending rain
rooted in centuries
stretched a thousand years
this heart soaked in red thread
blushed and violent
expanding
breaking
mending…
so far away; almost home
Welcome to my world.
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Christopher Bland
Fumbling by Leisure, Singing to Cake
Strength in Mind, Body, and Spirit.
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A taste of lipstick, licorice and grace
Writing for Happiness, Colorful Painting, and Personal Growth for All
Remnants from the Realm of Dissociation
Imagining hoping believeing makes unreal so real..
Nature, Spirituality, and the Human Condition
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Nice one ☝️
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Thank you!
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Awesome write with deep feeling and meaning, I think
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Yes it goes deep… a heart is vast and holds a inner knowing more pure then ever our mind…
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