Protects her Heart's estate, Fear Blocks chakras, Shocks cells, Existential paralysis, Cautious Of foul intents, In lonely hours Reminisce, Productive dwell, Organizing memories, Contemplate Which
Filthy feet no longer tred The roses that bed my burdens End the trampling on seeds of mercy The traffic triples Still imprints refrain from the mud; Armor barricades my garden The roots take breath a
Whenever I think of your name I choke, I didn't realize How tough it is to be an adult, Have expectations, addictions, and 5 children, That ain't no joke. I was so young back then, Didn't know how to
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