Wandering soul,
You'll never find a home
If you keep chasing things
You're supposed to let go...~L.Y
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Bleeding Poetry
PoetryOur hearts bleed poetry when we fail to speak. So we bleed our emotions on to paper, in the form of words. Our deepest emotions spilled out on a single page and for a moment all we do is feel.
Wandering soul
Wandering soul,
You'll never find a home
If you keep chasing things
You're supposed to let go...~L.Y
~▪︎¤◇¤▪︎~