limbs leaden
she clamps ravaged
remnants of her cloak
around her
trembling frame
bleary
with vestiges
of disorienting
invasion
claret dregs
ooze mortification
now crusted over
tattoo
a lattice upon
her very
essence
on unsteady limbs
she forages
blindly
under the shadow
of blotted stars
knowing
somewhere
amongst the crumbled
leavings
she will salvage
herself
(image: unknown)
This is powerful! ❤
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Thank you my friend!
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You’re welcome! You always rip it up, my friend. ❤
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😉💙
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Scintillating!
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So glad it made an impact 😉
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Thank you Devereaux! I am honored.
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