
E L I Z A B E T H L E Y D A
I turn from your heart to welcome mine
A loss-leaping state dismantle.
Save my breath-the truest thing,
She who exalts scandal.
Breathe me Espíritu,
Throughout my cry.
Healing hands
Hold me.
Aye.
About the Creator
Elizabeth A Leyda
I find contentment in silence, observing its nature. I write about human experiences, expressing rather than holding them.



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