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

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The Nights spin Silk,Spiderwebs across my Eyes,make me See Unclearly,Momentarily,Makes me see Blurry ,for sometimes Love Clouds my Judgement,The Silk that is Spun across hearts,the One that Flirts in Joy of Love, But it is Love that brings me Back,The Devotion of Self,The Devotion to Child Me,The One who Suffered at the hands of the […]