Hate is a cry for love, and the fear in your voice echoes for empathy in the distance.
Can’t you hear it too?

Hold on, take it in.

I wish that every kiss could undo what’s been done, leaving only a heart unbound.
Back to square one, into the world between our waiting arms.
Whatever it takes to feel pure again.

Hold on, take it in.

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3 thoughts on “Unbound

  1. Thank you so much for dropping by my blog. I was born and raised and hr. from T.O.

    This poem is amazing. πŸ™‚


  2. πŸ™‚


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