Breaking Vines

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Breaking Vines

 

 Life and its amusing confusing

Twist and turns, roses lost in the ferns

Lights and burns, redemption yearns

In What ifs scratching mental tickle

Wanting to change the lens but gets lifes nickle

Burning the negative into living pictures

genuine honest mixture

Voices rise and fall

But your light echoes off all walls.

Between the pixels and the pigments

Breaking walls of the beating cements

Healing veins and breaking vines

The angel in the mist amongst the pines 

 

 

 
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