Poems from sacred ink

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I love reading and writing whatever that comes to mind. Poems make me come alive.
It's in the flowers that bloom in the day whose lovely odors fill up my head It's in the warmth that comes up after such drastic coldness...
I watched as the fire died in her eyes. I knew it when she succumbed to the overpowering fight I felt it when the life drained from...