brought things home

why they gotta break up

what is the emotions

as its own surface

and held as its own story

as its own two souls

were reckless

and had no sense

to their name

and yet a storm

and maddness was the evidence

as its own cause

as its own so lit

and held as its own becoming

as the truth

and told as the dealing

and said as its own pair

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i believe in God first and foremost. i love the blessings of love,life and liberty and creativity. i believe in living a Blessed life and I enjoy encounters and the greatness of so many incredible souls who have united here and i enjoy the creativity and depth. we are all Unique. i welcome comments, questions,conversations and peace and the best to all.
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