releasing & growing

poetry allows me to purge and process. its how I breathe.

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Like a wound reignited,thats how I live,Salt falls, and it takes me back into a time,A time that I once lived, but forgot Like when I look at keys,and all I can see is me fearing for my life,Hiding behind the door,lodging anything and everything to save me,Heavy or light I would defend myself at […]