releasing & growing

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

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heinous heart of mine,who taught you what love was?These emotions plague me,a war ground for my feelings,where bombs are thrown where patience cannot withstand,Treaterous heart of mine,how can something so eloquent be so wicked,Full of grapes, strawberries and cream,yet it is kiwis that remain in my mouth,my tongue skewed,from the skewers of truths I tell […]