I'm so heavy.
In my body and soul sits
an entity housed hostel.
****** trappings and clotted beats pulse
past, and hang in ragged disarray.
This entity sits humble, patiently waiting beat down
any hint of emotional compromise harbored in the heart
and made logical in the mind.
Mar 27, 2011
Mar 27, 2011 at 2:12 PM UTC
I'm so heavy.
In my body and soul sits
an entity housed hostel.
****** trappings and clotted beats pulse
past, and hang in ragged disarray.
This entity sits humble, patiently waiting beat down
any hint of emotional compromise harbored in the heart
and made logical in the mind.
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