It’s time for me to dust off this weary heart so that I may open it to one whose only open to me. You’re going to miss me when I’m gone and it’ll be too late.
HANNAH PEARLIf y’all like spooky season just examine my brain. It’s plastered across this page on display.
More Hannah Pearl Quotes
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The hardest part is when the leaves abandon the trees. I seem to always lose a part of me.
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Some days, my mind still flickers, but the light doesn’t stay on. Kind of like the hope I felt when your fingers squeezed my palm. But they simply call that a reflex.
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It wasn’t enough fading under surfaces, below waves, swollen pufferfish retracting this inflated love that not even you could believe in.
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Needle in a haystack, a small town on a roadmap, searching for you through the abstract- how incredibly hard to find.
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Indigo child, you hid secret under graves, picked at the lamb stuck between teeth, felt around for monsters we once reaped. But the monster turned out to be free.
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Your voice causes a power surge that courses through the veins, feeds off bones, minors in replay.
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I’m from a state that houses too many cornfields and a town that no one takes seriously- in a home where glass cuts hurt less than deeply wounded words.
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I wish I could bottle up this scent for winter days when it feels like this town will never see sun again.
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The autumn breeze carves out an ache in your memory.
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The moon may bring peace, but the sun, she offers resilience.
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I miss you a little less each day. You’re just a faded memory now – delicate; tucked away.
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I waited, quietly listened, cupped my ear to your mouth, but silence echoed grievously in the absence of sound. It was only warm breath and then emptiness.
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And when I walk alone, I speak in deaf tones. I’m screaming and no one knows, no one knows. No one pays attention to where the sound goes.
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I’ve been afraid to look at the woman in the mirror. Everyday she looks less and less like me. It makes me wonder if I’ll ever find my way back home.
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Your promises shatter like glass. Sliced nerves for every lie that travels from your tongue.
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