My fortifications that stand here today are something I will always hold and cherish
they stand up and fortify like the veins that make up a leaf, the veins that hold onto the margins and edges and insides.
behind I will always stand, but indubitably there will always be a tall man behind my enforced walls that hurdles me into breaking leafs
Breaking leafs that suffice the man as his visage shows relief due to integrating anger into others.
Broken leafs turn into mush that goes into the ground so let me be a breaking leaf before I turn into a broken leaf.
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Aubrie Belle
A writer who excels in the overwhelming. My overwhelming is, LIFE. Poetry is an attribute to my life, so have it take affect in yours too.
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