prayers that the heart makes
sometimes sane but often insane…
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i wish I were a bird
scouring the boundless blues
tickling the white fluffy flair
resting on the colourful meadow
sipping heaven’s downpour
relishing the soft spring breeze
basking in the silver beams,
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i wish I were the sands
brought and returned
by the frothy ripples
my corroded self
waiting to unwind
on a virgin shore or
at the deepest ocean floor
Often on moonlit nights
the generous moon
would shower on me
its silver delight
illuminating my fragments
Making my pieces shine bright.
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I wish I were a blossom
in your tiny garden
every autumn I would let go off
every dampening scar from your heart
all the deepest bruises from your soul
fill your life with fragrance
paint your days with vibrance
be the flower that never withers
brace every season without a shiver.
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sometimes sane but often insane
Silly prayers this heart still makes.💚
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