Hearing you now
a voice, reverberated
in feelings that ripped
into me more than you
know, I didn’t show it
then the way I do now.
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A melting pot of paint, poetry and philosophy
A melting pot of paint, poetry and philosophy
Hearing you now
a voice, reverberated
in feelings that ripped
into me more than you
know, I didn’t show it
then the way I do now.
