Vocatio Martiria
A talent for tears
that's the line of drops that makes my life feel real
inside i shake and then forget
like a pleasure this soul pain before i regret wanting to feel the illuminated Saint dripping with intense love.
so misunderstood and so alone
Vanity of the Virgin Mary crying beauty.
poem by Erika Conti
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