I wander again Blue sky, sunflowers Gray clouds and rain I pull my crazy mind out of the muck Wash it under a stream But in vain... It's too late for resurrection Darkness swallowed me alive This is my story, an eternal bane I still wander Holding my dripping mind In my cold hands I show it the sun the moon, Tides on the ocean and sparkling stars But It looks away in pain I put it back into my soul, defeated And it makes me whole Maybe this is my truth, Mey be I'm insane...
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This poem is heartbreaking but I guess it served its purpose👏👏
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Thanks a lot for stopping by and appriciating 🙂
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Youre welcome
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Beautifully written poem F.
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Thanks a lot 🙂
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You’re most welcome
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Loved it and it was deep.
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I’m glad. Thank you 🙂
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I put it back into my soul, defeated.
It makes me whole. Good to hear from you.
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I’m glad that you are glad. 🙂
thank you!
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Thank you for this and sharing your heart. Sending peace and light 💕🕊💕
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Thanks a lot Linda 💖 🙂
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They are really good posts. Excellent😁😊
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Thanks a lot 🙂
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I like your post. Awesome keep it up.😊
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Thank you so much 😊
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They are really good posts. Excellent😁😊
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Excellent
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Thank you 🙂
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