Not Yours

This is my body, but I can't use my hands.
This is my heart, but I can't feel my pulse.
This is my breath, but it's left me.
These are my words, why aren't you listening?

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Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda

8 years ago

Powerful expression. Always let poetry fill your life. Keep expressing your heart.  

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