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My anger was righteous,
Deserved and harsh.
It poured your ichor
Onto paper.
Mingled words on
A hundred pages.
Only to set it ablaze
With blue flames
That took years
To do their job.
Now the coals smolder
In destruction
And wait,
Patiently
I'm not sure I can really explain this one other then to say that love can turn into hate very easily and a righteous anger can be feed forever.
I'm living each day to breathe fresh air
I can't get back the time I lost
Forgiving all those who silenced me
southern stillness, southern stillness

End of raindrops
GOD has filled my heart with love

Sending prayers over
I'm living each day to breathe fresh air
I'm giving my heart to forgive
No more negativity
End of raindrops,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
 Feb 2018 Tanisha Jackland
Bobcat
Like the morning bird
You sing the stars away.

Just like that
My darkness burns to light.
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