©2023 michael raven
stripping down to view a darker side & the lies i have made mine over time she is industry & so she examines lines sketched wrangling a tangled web i weave around my loamsome heart i have lingered in margins for evernight too long her hands helping shadows pour out severance, now... love is the law i part rust shackles entangling vines fall away towards a kiss of tomorrow
Lingered in the margins. I feel that.
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Interesting place to visit, can’t recommend staying too long.
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Lots of errors to be made.
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Some standout lines in this poem!
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Thanks Michele 💙
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