Rolling Hills of Thin Emotion
rolling hills and racing clouds piercing colors of hope spread thin.
Head thundering in emotions hidden, chest shaking as heat sets in.
Eyes burning in arms of strangers strangling.
His strength sets in and out pours pain.
In memories of hope the past runs thin.
In memories of guilt, hardness softened as forced vulnerability runs through the room.
shame lessened in connection within.
heat sears the pain when shakes and lost passion combine.
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