Jul 2015
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a searing jolt
inside my heart
it was as a rose you
could not resist entering
an errant bee you
flew in
and you kissed
but it was as
a sting
you lost that stinger
in my breast my
love and
i have sent you away
a bee can only sting
once before
it
dies
soulsurvivor
(C) 7/29/2015
a searing jolt
inside my heart
it was as a rose you
could not resist entering
an errant bee you
flew in
and you kissed
but it was as
a sting
you lost that stinger
in my breast my
love and
i have sent you away
a bee can only sting
once before
it
dies
soulsurvivor
(C) 7/29/2015
A poem for all women who have
been abused in any way.
It is not your fault!
The bee stings. But every time
it does it's SOUL dies
EVERY TIME.
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been abused in any way.
It is not your fault!
The bee stings. But every time
it does it's SOUL dies
EVERY TIME.
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Written by
SøułSurvivør
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