"I carry you with me, always. In the blood of my bones, in the threads of every heartstring, I carry you with me."
-- B. Devine
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"I carry you with me, always. In the blood of my bones, in the threads of every heartstring, I carry you with me."
-- B. Devine

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Unconquered by @b-devinepoetry
I thoroughly enjoyed reading through every page, and it was a double treat to see a blackout poem besides the original. There were many selections that stood out, including “Hollow Garden” and “5-Second Rule.” I look forward to more books by this author and recommend this book to fellow poetry lovers.
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“Underneath all the makeup, false smiles, and hollow laughs, she was still human. Just another broken soul looking to forget.”
— B. Devine, #45 - Crumbling Facade
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My love, take me back to the place my heart calls home, for it never left.
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I had believed that love was never meant for me. And then there was you.
B. Devine, And Then There Was You: #19 in the haiku series
Rapture - #48
I only ever wanted to be loved the way that Galileo loved the stars. - B. Devine @b-devinepoetry
I traced the lines of his skin and imagined them as the roads of a map, detailing where we've been and where we're going.
B. Devine, Road Maps (#39 in the typewriter series)