NESTLED IN GRACE


Cover me. Fill me. My naked scars, and emptiness. May thy soul lifts it's ancient garments, to nestle me in peace. • I lay on dark beds Sitting at the center Of the universal bubble ___ • Toss and turn Mind leans on Empty promises My shield catch Fire, my soul in Retreat, almost In... Continue Reading →

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