Soul CleanseA Poem by MarkHonestly, I have no tether at all to this poem. I must've dipped into someone else's stream when I captured it.My wish is a knife to tear a hole in a star and bleed it. With its blinding energy glistening hot and cleansing I'd wash my soul free of you.
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Added on July 11, 2013Last Updated on July 11, 2013 AuthorMarkDallas, TXAboutI"m a gypsy born in New Hampshire, raised in Alaska, schooled in Washington, raised a family in California. Recently settled in Concord NH area. Where to next? I don't really have to think about it, i.. more..Writing
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