Trying to redeem myself as I get older,
I lust for your eyes,
To make up for who I shined on,
Whose divine spark I rejected.
Perceptive, passionate, and daring thoughts and feelings about our difficult times.
Trying to redeem myself as I get older,
I lust for your eyes,
To make up for who I shined on,
Whose divine spark I rejected.
Poetry for Finding Meaning in the Madness
Creative thinker & Poet
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