i cannot bend the water she has a linear will
looks inside my burning soul and snuffs the air from me the water will not bend as black clouds drenched in loss soak up the golden lights
the acids in the wicked hearts will never bend as well they only carve out empty space for bloody floods to fill
i cannot bend the tiny drops forming round my eyes while walking on a ground that screams for me to grind it down
industry analysts of war cell phone master fighters possessive of the scores
i won’t ever be able to bend the water the lusciously maddened by her waves we hunger for some more it’s best to surrender to her cleansing bosom and evaporate into the sandy dunes
words less spoken 
I love the water – rivers oceans, pools, my deep bath – it is endlessly fascinating and makes me feel weightless – I cant bend the water but it can certainly bend me
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And that is beautiful friend you get it thanks for reading xoxo
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‘The acids….for bloody floods to fill’ and the last para wao. Awesome 👌
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Thank you, Kritika 😊
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Amazing details.
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Thank you, Lucy 😊
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We so enjoy your word dances.
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Thank you friend 😊
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