... sometimes,
the shadows are a friendthere's no judgment
in partial darkness.that part of you that's been cut
off from the light
that part of you that
craves the voices
inside your head,
that scream interceptionbetween hurting and healing.
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Vulnerable
PoetryBe careful to whom you give your heart; they don't have to be perfect, but they need to be consistent in how they apply themselves through the right efforts. I, of mind, body, and spirit am vulnerable. Once a woman who thought that happiness was bro...