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Heart offering
Im lost, lost for words, lost in my own thoughts
My hearts speaks but it bounces back, heartbroken
Like a child lost in the woods
With breadcrumbs pickings
A relentless battle to show
The deeper meaning of love
Whats love, when it wont reach beyond the surface
A glimmer of hope tormented by trauma, the inner demon
Smoothsailing never feels natural
And yet here i am
Offering my heart...to get broken again...never fixed
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Gwen Lemmens
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