Wednesday, July 10, 2019

Jungle

Traversing the way back to myself
Overgrown with emotion
Cutting away
Tangled vines of need
Thorny branches of want
I see my old footprints here
Knowing where I need to walk
I am still clearing my path



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Parched

 My love your love Acid Rain Pouring down on me I raised my face Drink it in Burning My eyes my throat So parched Thirsty for any Drop