She Spoke Of A Circle

And she stared at me, in my eyes, and said, “dey go feel everything i did feel, ah circle. Pain fullin body like oxygen, clawing at yuh lungs till yuh could bare no longer. Yuh Expel. Yuh Spirit. Yuh Soul, till yuh vessel run empty. An’ is in tha emptiness, in THA’ emptiness! Worry does conceive. Dey go feel it ah tell yuh, they go feel it”

and she left.


Posted on Friday, October 11th at 01:00PM with 11 notes

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