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I’m used to falling, calling out timber right before the impact.

Hannah Pearl

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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Deep Home Serious State Word Wound
You have always been enough. Allow yourself to finally feel it.
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Enough Feeling Self Love Yourself
Write me as if I were already a poem. Pen the stanzas as if storms and ships could birth something sacred. Color it a religious experience.
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Color Experience Poem Religious Sacred Storm Writing
I am hurting. I am angry. I am one hundred and thirty-two synonyms of regret, but atleast its proof that I was here.
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Angry Hurt Myself Regret
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.
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Heart Late Missing Open Time Yourself
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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Children Freedom Grace Hide Monster Secret
What an intimidating kind of beauty a rainbow holds. Then of course, there’s the jealously dripping between vampirish teeth of those who dare mock it.
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Beautiful Dare Jealous Kind
You are worthy of feeling incredibly and unapologetically alive.
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Alive Apology Feeling Worth Yourself
My god is a moment, a whimsical idea, a whisper. A hope bending itself into a prayer.
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God Hope Moments Myself Prayer
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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Believe Enough Fade Love Yourself
Surely I could never be certain of how many stars I’ve counted in the sky or of how such tiny particles can be build into wild-eyed stories like Aquarius and Cassiopeia. I could read you as I would the constellations and never tire.
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Count Myself Particle Reading Sky Stardom Yourself
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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Call Day Feeling Hope Light Mindset Myself Name Simplicity Stay
There’s a mystery in you; a puzzle to solve- mystical elements to a love that you’ve longingly ached for.
HANNAH PEARL

Break Element Mystery Solve Yourself
The moon may bring peace, but the sun, she offers resilience.
HANNAH PEARL

Moon Offering Peace Sun
I’m used to falling, calling out timber right before the impact.
HANNAH PEARL

Call Fall Impact Myself Right
The hardest part is when the leaves abandon the trees. I seem to always lose a part of me.
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Abandonment Hard Leaving Lose Myself Tree

I’m used to falling, calling out timber right before the impact.

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