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It’s here that I lay to rest bones lying against mountain terrains subtle layers of healing happening as the wind rain, sun and moon caress my very being. Vulnerability is lost now, against your anger and self-inflicted pain…your owner ship is still lacking yet my personal yield tells me different. It’s peaceful here, a place to rest among the the trees, the peaks and valleys. My chest taking shallow breaths with the rhythm of the earth. In the darkness where you dwell just know one thing. I am not forgiving when the cycle remains on repeat. Walk one step on the peaks and valleys of my new inherent breath and I will swallow you up into the fires deep within the ancient hollows. Your days of trespassing are over and the angels, saints, guides, and ancient beings are here to ensure you feel the burn of the barbed wire your sickness sells. I’m resting…not dead.
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Sep 13, 2020
Sep 13, 2020 at 8:29 PM UTC
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It’s here that I lay to rest bones lying against mountain terrains subtle layers of healing happening as the wind rain, sun and moon caress my very being. Vulnerability is lost now, against your anger and self-inflicted pain…your owner ship is still lacking yet my personal yield tells me different. It’s peaceful here, a place to rest among the the trees, the peaks and valleys. My chest taking shallow breaths with the rhythm of the earth. In the darkness where you dwell just know one thing. I am not forgiving when the cycle remains on repeat. Walk one step on the peaks and valleys of my new inherent breath and I will swallow you up into the fires deep within the ancient hollows. Your days of trespassing are over and the angels, saints, guides, and ancient beings are here to ensure you feel the burn of the barbed wire your sickness sells. I’m resting…not dead.
tracey-sivek
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Sep 13, 2020
Sep 13, 2020 at 8:29 PM UTC
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