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Breathing in can be the hardest part When you stretch your mind and heart So very far apart I'm bleeding from the inside but no one see's the kill I read between the lines. Those lines are where I write my will So if you'll take my pardon I'll fall back into the garden to return... To the substance of existence I would rather be the incense you burn...

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Date: 9/4/2024 10:43:00 AM
If anyone would like to hear this poem in song by me here is the link!:) https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTF1HrJVv/
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Date: 8/28/2024 5:59:00 AM
“ I would rather be the incense you burn..” what a most catchy line that is to end this with! Nobody sees the kill and whats flowing beneath. But the ones that feel beyond what glows, reads between the lines, and it isnt easy, this poem speaks volumes and hits deep! Brilliant wordplay too and flow of metaphors ! Pleasure reading this! Sending you light
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Date: 8/28/2024 2:58:00 PM
You are so kind! Thank you for your feedback!:)

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