the pain, the hurt
it all subsides
only goodness now resides..
the stones no longer in her head
the stones no longer make her bed
those words are full of life instead
so vibrant in their deathbed..
Something’s lost when something’s gained
every space in her heart remains..
No divide.. plenty of space to slide with all the love inside..
Set free from condemnation
Being lost was worth the coming home..
tread softly as you go-
it’s her bones that made you whole..
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