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There’s a mystery in you; a puzzle to solve- mystical elements to a love that you’ve longingly ached for.

Hannah Pearl

You ever stare at something so long the colors blend together? Even the most neutral tones take on a life of their own, fold themselves into shapes that morph into creatures – wolves and goblin.
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Color Creature Dee Life Philosophy Stare Togetherness Yourself
You will be the ocean. Strong enough to tighten the sails and safe enough to jump ship for.
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Empowerment Enough Ocean Safety Strong Yourself
If I’m wrong about you, let’s face it instead of fading like tire marks swallowed by rain. Run me into the midst of a storm. Leave me to drown there.
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Face Fade Leaving Myself Wrong
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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Afraid Appearance Home Mirror Myself Woman
The moon may bring peace, but the sun, she offers resilience.
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Moon Offering Peace Sun
If y’all like spooky season just examine my brain. It’s plastered across this page on display.
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Display Examination Myself Season
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
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
Love is believable. I reckon I’ll just see it when I see it.
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Believe Love Myself See
What a shame – how the taste of you could rot even the cedar and cypress. How you fooled the redwood into believing narcissus’ pond was made for two.
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Believe Fools Shame Taste Water
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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Breathe Empty Grief Listening Myself Quiet Silence Sound Wait
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
When words tripped off the side of your grin, I felt the statement slip toward my ear like the slide of a skateboard on griptape – how it led me to hate a sport I’ve never even tried.
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Feeling Hate Myself Sport Try Word
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
Caution! This vehicle stops quite frequently when overwhelmed.
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Anxiety Feeling Quite Stop

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