Aug 2020
I cut myself
with
blades of
grass
roseblood
drips
creating
mourning
dew
mother
sun rises
awakening
the healing
powers of
heat and light
I rise as one
who is free
to live a
second life
with
blades of
grass
roseblood
drips
creating
mourning
dew
mother
sun rises
awakening
the healing
powers of
heat and light
I rise as one
who is free
to live a
second life
(55/M/Harrisburg, PA)
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