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 Jan 2019 Kyla Plummer
Wanderer
Artists are often
broken people
using the fragments of themselves
to create something new
and although
being healed
feels so complete
sometimes i want to be broken again
sometimes i want open wounds
so i can use the blood
to paint sunsets
so i can use the torn off pieces of skin as a canvas
so i can carve
masterpieces with the jagged bones left behind
but I can't bring myself to break my own heart in the name of Art
 Dec 2018 Kyla Plummer
Shamai
I dream, sometimes, of a place
Where peace can reign
And every person is treated like an equal
In stature and understanding of truth
I dream of a world
Where love is the outstanding emotion
And all feel bonded to the One truth
Whatever that may be, in that moment
I dream of a world where I can lay my head down, and feel complete, in the moment
Owing no one, needing to do only what I feel I need to do
In the moment
I dream of a world that is coloured in the hues
Of love, honesty and peace
And tomorrows that beckon with lively hand
Of acceptance and truth
I want to live in that place
Where all can be free
Where all can know truth
Where all can live in the existence of knowing
Of consciousness, of becoming
One.

This One waits for that moment….
Your beauty
Is that of my artistic escape,
As I could sculpt,
Write,
And paint my life away,
But your beauty
I could never properly
replicate

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