releasing & growing

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

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wet floors,and unwritten parchments, carved from the unheard stories of warriors,but now my tears flood the ground,as I reignite what they destroyed,make a home out of ashes,in my eyes,create forests out of my hands,a rainforest now my body, forgive me if I am disconnected with superficiality, but I fiend for the love that crawls through […]