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Horses
She buried me
In the smoldering
Truth of her
Words
And I was
Eternally grateful
For the
Smile
Nodding off
Into
Bliss
(A bliss.
Of horses.
Kept away.
From.
Respiratory.
Trouble...
Like wildfire).
In the smoldering
Truth of her
Words
And I was
Eternally grateful
For the
Smile
Nodding off
Into
Bliss
(A bliss.
Of horses.
Kept away.
From.
Respiratory.
Trouble...
Like wildfire).
Published 29th Sep 2018
| Edited 4th Oct 2018
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29th Sep 2018 3:08pm
Anonymous
29th Sep 2018 10:26pm
Horses have been symbolic in literature for centuries. Love the way you use them as euphemism for the physical
Anonymous
30th Sep 2018 4:24am
Nari.. great ink.. really dig your vibe..
Dave
Dave
6th Oct 2018 8:57pm
We may try imagining galloping horses next time. Sweet piece and we'll take the poem for advice
