of the spaces filled with bruises and others with passion. I think you would see all the pictures of people you hold dear and hear all the loving/piercing remarks ever said in your lifetime. not only would you understand the how and whys people do deeds but you would be able to discern the reason we cry in our sleep. you would see how love makes pain.
How do your poems not only manage to make me cry, but also be just what I needed to hear?
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oh Jesseca how do you always know what to say? <3
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ReplyDeleteMann, my heart is just smiling and sobbing right now!! That only happens with true words. <3 <3
ReplyDeleteaw wow what a mixture of emotions!! <3
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