Sometimes you have to
whip your head away
From those who invade
Your space just for shade
And root toward the sun
With hands thickly sown with thorns,
To Armor yourself
Against those who come and go
Like the seasons
~~ HASSINA
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Love and other Drugs ✔️
PoetryYou must know real war To walk into my life with No bulletproof vest on⚔️ This is my book of poetry about love in all forms: growth, healing and other drugs. I hope you enjoy it, as much as I enjoyed bringing it to life! 🦄 WARNING: This is m...
