He’s the traitor that lies within my walls hiding in plain sight for all to see
Playing his drums loud and proud a beat all his own
He plays my tunes for all to hear,
A symphony of all my secrets poured out to an audience of one
To squeeze out of hiding every note I’ve held dear; Strumming through my arteries the lyrics of my soul Bruising my veins with the quill of my truth till I bled the traitor that’s become my heart on his guitar.
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Third Culture Wife here. My blog has metamorphosis-ed since I started in 2012, so has my about me page. It started as a space to share my views, school antics, poetry, crafts and all. Then I started Blogging about long distance relationships as I was in one (both dating and marriage). Thank God we closed the distance on the 22nd of August 2018 and we are now together for the first time in a long time.
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True!
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this is so nicely written
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Thank you so much 😊❤️❤️
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