Waking up- thorns and rosesA Poem by Earthy Mumma SoulShattered glass but it's in slow motion cant quite open my eyes then a angry shaft jabs me clearing the fog for a second or two My rage pulsating below the hardened edges keeping me quiet I sense the fear Changing vibrations blood's wet tear reminding me keeping me clear ,for a second or two I cant look at you , cant look at me somehow I blame myself it's familiar I guess i'm captured many frames no connection where's my protection A travelled road a scattered eye
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