She’d been hurt
burnt bridges
to ease pains
She’d been locking
away her truths
scattering them
upon deserted paths
along the way
A cavernous heart
curling inwards
had her fetal rock
find depths
claiming her flame
no more turns
she met
lock down
Drowning
in self doubt
spirals of storm clouds
enveloped
wringing each breath
with sublime regret
Time dangled
unlocking her essence
The key
to her very existence
rested sweetly
upon lips of need
Her fading beat
deeply frozen
by greedy shallows
slowly heated
with intensity
as she heard
finally
her soul
beckoning freedom
Love
is the key
Megan Kay's Blog 
Love is always the key.
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Truth xo
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The key…it unlocks the hearts most sacred desire…to be loved. Felt this poem go deep MK. Lovely. Hugs and Howls
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To be loved by another is a wonderful gift, to be loved by ones self is a longer road to travel… I’m on the path… Thank you M *Howls back*
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I know what you mean. Hope your path is lined with wild flowers and sunshine.
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Simply beautiful…love is the key to unlock many doors…you hold the key in your heart. Xo
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I often forget my own strengths, such is the life of a seeker of unlocking truths. Thank you xx
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May the turn of the tumblers echo as what once was barred shut can now be let free – for it is a heart that is far too big not to share. X
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Expanding with love more and more each day… Thank you Bella xx
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stunningly expressed – as always – but this sends deep emotion shooting along my spine, and the images are no less than perfect, you know how I like pics 😉
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Thank you gorgeous! As for the pics, Eye know you adore, all too well 😉 xxx
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So Beautiful…
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Thank you lovely
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Reblogged this on mcnealte.
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Such heartfelt words sweetheart I love!
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Thank you Deb… I often find them easier when I leave the timeline… x
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