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
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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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