Wine drenched heart.
Anesthetic for bruised shadows.
At dawn my fractured self
lets it be.
By dusk I bleed through.
At nightfall I patch me up again.
Wine drenched heart.
A temporary band-aid.
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My thoughts and feelings are in sync with a pen in my hand.
- Kristina Hall
- Malibu, CA, United States
- Writing is my craving in life. Every word comes from my heart. Always. Born in Sweden, and resident of Malibu, CA, USA. I have one foot in each country. My freelance work is in both English and Swedish. This site is just my free time. My heart talking.
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