I exist between
subtle lines
of who I am
and who I've been,
a gentle nudge
of remembrance
to all things that I have seen,
and while my heart
has been coloured by
the sins of the past,
my soul shines a light
that I hope will
always last.
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Fragments
PoetryPoetry and fragments of my mind. Dealing with heartache, betrayal, sorrow, and hope. Originally posted on Instagram and Facebook.
