Resting

I have forged a place there

Between old familiar demons; 

Do not worry, my feelings did not die – just found a different place in my heart to reside in –

      broken Christmas lights and stolen gazes, 

      burnt photographs and forgotten sonnets, go onto

The dusty bookshelves

       Rest alongside my childhood faiths.

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Author: naomi

Student, likes learning about foreign cultures, shall not divulge anymore so my identity is not exposed!

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