The blasts threw us back
A thousand feet
At least
Eyes and innocence
Lacerated
Naked under the explosions
Bodies slain in aggression
Of the dominating dictator
Aiming for our hearts
Surviving through our thick skinned parts
As I opened my mind
I felt him
Through the dust and burn
His spirit sent me words
My bloody hands
Found their way
Clinched and his to stay
Escaping on our bellies
Through a maze of consequences
We weren’t sure if we woke
In hell or heaven yet
But we crawled on the scalding cement
Half alive on our journey
Saving you
Saving me
Beautiful
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Thank you so much xx
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This one is so beautiful…
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Thank you so much Nimmi. YOU are beautiful 🙂
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Just like you 🙂
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💜💜💜
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Doesn’t surprise me. The power of your talent. Beautiful SG
xx
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You inspired this one Ax so thank you. 💛
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Don’t know what to say. Never been one, am really lost for words.
Thank you SG, xx really!!! Thank You xx
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Stunning!
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Thank you sweet CJ! 💜💜
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very vivid and powerful… 🙂 I like this… 🙂
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Im so glad you do, thank you :))
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you’re welcome… 🙂
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Reblogged this on Darie's Daily Dish and commented:
Beautiful illustrations of true love,,,
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Thank you 🙂
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😘
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