Thursday, April 30

Heart Sparking Night

And that was the night,
The night I realized the volcano is erupting again, with     bi-fold strength.
My heart ripping into twin, spitting out blood all over like a geyser.
Tears rolling down my cheeks it rolled to the edge of my face, like a rain drop.
My heart, howling like an arctic fox.
And dying for each and every moment.
An at last the night left me asleep…

A beautiful heart sparking night!

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