Has anyone ever told you not to write?
That you are toxic, too honest, too much?
And have you, like me, listened?
And slowed, stopped,
sealing off the cave of your so-called poison-pen,
forgetting the source that rises as tides change, slips around the stone seals
daily washes, refreshes, heals.
That you are toxic, too honest, too much?
And have you, like me, listened?
And slowed, stopped,
sealing off the cave of your so-called poison-pen,
forgetting the source that rises as tides change, slips around the stone seals
daily washes, refreshes, heals.
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