Saturday, May 4, 2019

Shame storm quieted..

Shame storm quieted..

Love me till the lights go out
Love me till my shouts aren’t doubt 
let the love go quiet as I rise above 
in the darkest hour you shine bright 
your shadow overpowering me 
Pure delight..
I can walk upright - shamed no more 
cobwebs have withered into dust 
my sight has been cleansed 
I will do what I must 
I’m not something wrong.. 
I belong



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