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2007 - February

10  Feb

Restless Heart

Fragmented soul
each part functions
with a will of it’s own
grains of sand and salt
dripping from my hands
and i know i’m unbecoming
to the paladin enshrined
too deep within as time
slips away to another day
of just trying to get by
with what is left on the inside
*
restless heart becoming feral
i know i must try to hide the
lake of fire in my eyes
on the surface i
become motionless
protect myself for fear
of the shit they bring
with innocent disguise
*
my skin is wilting
like dying rose petals
as i begin to embrace
this desolate depth
of my unconscious mind
and it feels like home

~Freya Moon

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