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Saturday, 5 December 2015


Craving to be normal,
not racked with vine-like pain
Untangling riddled thoughts
...feeling quite insane

Troubled is my heart;
mirroring our world of duplicity
Drowning in pretence 
needing just... simplicity 

Wanting to be saved
by a love without condition 
I know, for sure, it's out there
...I've had a premonition

Oh, wrap your healing heart 
around my wounded soul
Please save me from my self
make me... once again, whole

© Debbie Razey 2015