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Poem 45: The Sponge

Updated: Feb 16, 2023



I am a sponge


Relenting

Raging

Weeping

Contorting

Wringing


Releasing the pain

Liberating the soul

To fill the holes

Once swelling with

Someone else’s expectations


1 comentario


Kelley Martin
Kelley Martin
12 ene 2022

I'm feeling this one.

Me gusta

let's co-create.
click here to communicate.
joyful prospects await.

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