I will always be a woman of wounds
And maybe these wounds
Are the openings
My heart deserves
And the little dark secrets that it preserves
Are paths that only reserves
My heart's truest devotion
To be free
Free from myself
Only for me to go back to myself
And wash myself for myself
Nov 6, 2017
Nov 6, 2017 at 2:29 AM UTC
I will always be a woman of wounds
And maybe these wounds
Are the openings
My heart deserves
And the little dark secrets that it preserves
Are paths that only reserves
My heart's truest devotion
To be free
Free from myself
Only for me to go back to myself
And wash myself for myself
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