lighting and thunder
my hearts asunder
I wonder ever if the hail fell,
would I be able to tell the flash,
floods, my past and drowns my dreams
into endless streams of subconscious
screams from mother earth
I feel that womans worth
more than what we give her
because all we take her soul aches.
Tuesday, January 12, 2016
Unknown Unfinished "07"
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