i will go to india i will not write for the pen that my hand holds is not here and i am sliding down soul to soul heart to heart we are one heal me calm the raging storms that are so angry within me our hands are capable of showing hate and showing love am i only so natural in this poetic state? my thoughts flow like a river the same river that flows over your feet because we are... soul to soul and heart to heart we are pure and will bleed for all purity i will go to india and i will write until i am pure again -tiger- 11/17/98
Reason for writing:
just because....
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