dare i say, happy international women’s day?

i take off my soul, wear thorns in its place, twirl, what are lives drown in waves when lives are wasted in battles by choice, by human oppression, i want to be happy, i’m meeting a pieace of my heart in Paris, skip, split in the air, my shoes are filled with blood.

apologies for the tsunami, i never wanted it to be this way, the earth is drowning in sorrow, is there a way out? i pluck a chord on the cello, sending a vibration, a plea to the universe, asking for help. i can’t help this feeling that it might already be too late.

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