There are lost souls
wandering,
stealing breath
to be the ones,
who breathe
it back in.
And sometimes,
I find myself
walking among them.
© Nicole Lyons 2017
Stealing Breath
There are lost souls
wandering,
stealing breath
to be the ones,
who breathe
it back in.
And sometimes,
I find myself
walking among them.
© Nicole Lyons 2017
the maiden, mother and caffeinated crone
Poetry and prose by Basilike Pappa
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collective of indie-published writers & readers who want to discover them
I can’t find words for where this sets my thought to wander. Well done.
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Reblogged this on cabbagesandkings524 and commented:
Nicole and lost souls
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Beautifully macabre Nicole♥
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good grief this is just so beautiful it reached it and held me. Gorgeous work
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Thank you so much. This comment made me smile.
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You are so deserving my friend and I wish you so many more appreciative people reading your lovely work
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