Oct 9
I have gotten to the place
where I hate most everything
Except for the deep, raw truth
of true brokenness.
The love that I feel
for those left so alone
undoes the twist of my hatred,
Bringing a warmth that
keeps me alive, in my deep longing
to be with beautiful spirits,
kindred.
i love you
Written by
D Vanlandingham
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