Christmas Eve

Christmas Eve

While my baby boy sleeps

I'm cutting people from cars in trees

Mud and blood up to my knees

Christmas EveĀ 

I should be asleep

Not wishing I could just hear you breathe

Blood on my clothes from being down on my knees

Please don't leave.

◄ Bullets

River ►



Mon 31st Dec 2018 00:11


Doing what needs to be done.

Because you can!

Thank you mostly from the souls whose lives you sojourned with from this world to the worlds unseen that surround us.

The path less travelled by most here.



Wed 26th Dec 2018 01:14

AS always so powerful

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