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The Chaos In My Heart
What if you are an emerald empath
With the ability to feel cries or laughs
That are like energy with a spiritual path
That give insight unique to mental maths
You may be of one fuchsia faith or maybe not
But the soul is being bathed by another heart
A two spirited person not evil nor innocent
Feelings like a surgeon cutting from within
What if they were reborn and feel so confused
By memories so silver strong of another truth
You hear their heart breaking like glass so blue
No one can understand their pain except you
Chaos in my heart has nothing to do with faith
Not about which golden God you happen to pray
Not at all about if you’re queer gay or straight
But can you be kind despite being inclined
To judge and walk away
Copyright ©
Karen Jones
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