Thoughts bend the will towards
wants and desired needs,
convincing the soul that
this should happen and that is deserved
ultimately leading the heart to ruin.
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-Alina
Writer in San Francisco, CA

Slid into heaven
Thanks to raven wings and bones
It is a dark room
Scattering of beads, thunder
I wake in the morn
poem written in Tanka form
Thoughts bend the will towards
wants and desired needs,
convincing the soul that
this should happen and that is deserved
ultimately leading the heart to ruin.
Thank you for reading! Please follow or subscribe!
Want more? Check out my Patreon!
-Alina