Words are all jumbled,
WIth so much to say,
These are the things,
of a burdened soul...
Dark and bright,
revealing and disguising,
those are the eyes,
of a buedened soul...
Pure and sinned,
pained and healed,
that is the body,
of a burdened soul...
Destroyed and cured,
loved and resented,
that is the heart,
of a burdened soul...
by: Desiree Collazo
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