desires can imprison
and yet, they free you
taken right to the edge where you almost break
and then they mend you whole again
desires can imprison
and yet, they free you
taken right to the edge where you almost break
and then they mend you whole again
I Write Her 
Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Yes, if we just get to that edge.
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It is possible.
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Yes, absolutely :)
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:)
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the photo brings it in up close
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You are so right- desires can definitely be a double edged sword. Loved the poem!
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Thanks, Pooja! Glad you liked it. :)
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My pleasure!
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No kidding, I’ve been on that edge too many times.
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It’s an interesting place.
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A desperate place too.
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Yeah, maybe but also one of healing, I think.
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I’m not healed yet but I’m trying.
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I wish you well, Mason!
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Thank you.
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no not at all
release the hounds
and blow off the steam
but is it desire
or just the fire of being alive?
there is a difference
just like art and porn
evening and morn
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Nicely wrought. And this is a bit of truth in disguise!
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Thanks, Val! :)
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