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the girl soul

i breathe like the end, each day is a drop granted from life, i realize a world i try to explain, but i can never dream of capturing it in its entirety for i know that i am too weak for that discovery and if life were short for me than what i expect, then so be it. weather may change, time shall run away and i shall fade to death, yet i try as i suffer through the lands of fantasy, walking miles across mountains and rivers, to gift you a drop of the dream i see in my heart, in the form of poems, images, and everything that will inspire you, i believe that this is the only thing i am here for. love to all.

water drops.

water drops
like pearls decorate
the edges of lids
covering these gifts
carefully
these gifts
which are windows
to the outside world
softly bear
the silent pain
in calm grace
watching the world
through
its own floating lake
as pain accentuates
the inner turmoil
its waves
grow stronger
with each passing second
from drops to fountains
and then to rivers
of flowing emotions
running down
the windows
disappearing into
anonymity
evaporating
into the flowing wind
forever hiding the secrets
of a love-filled heart
into nature’s elements
water drops
end in water again
forming oceans
some day
to inspire someone
somewhere
with a painful heart.