This heart
may be haunted
but there is a magic
that runs through
these veins,
a rhapsody in
the arcane,
and you can try to
dismiss me
but the promises
of my ancestors
will always
remain.
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Fragments
PoetryPoetry and fragments of my mind. Dealing with heartache, betrayal, sorrow, and hope. Originally posted on Instagram and Facebook.
⤞arcane
This heart
may be haunted
but there is a magic
that runs through
these veins,
a rhapsody in
the arcane,
and you can try to
dismiss me
but the promises
of my ancestors
will always
remain.
