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Gather Here part #2
Gather Here......
Where all your words spill out like a confession
Do my lines meet your satisfaction?
Or are they just lines that banged the ones who,
are cadge like animals waiting for a mental,
break?
Gatherer Here....
Where poetry does not bend the rules, no confetti,
but bruised like a beautiful blooming flower,
No decorations, just confessions.
Gatherer Here while my words feel like a hot cup of,
tea the one you melt the hall in that allows you to,
breathe.
Gatherer here with your unfinished healing as I heal the
wounds of poison ivy, as I pass my words out like candy.
Gatherer Here.....
Where the truth hurts,
But where the healing begins
Where life refuses to die in the dark
Gatherer Here
Where the light shines, and the stars glow to guide you,
at night.
Gatherer Here...
Where you find love, hope, and life
the language of hope that learns to
survive.
Gatherer Here and allow all your words to hit the line
Allow all your worries to fly high into the sky.
Allow the fire to burn while you walk through it
Gather here and allow your words to turn into
freedom
Gatherer Here....
Delleesa Harris
6/15/26
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