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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

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
Your words once a melody, now read like an obituary.
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Reading Word 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
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
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
I haven’t wept for days, only shuffling feet, carrying weights, ignoring the pain, numbing the face. Its all a charade.
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Carry Day Face Hard Time Ignorance Myself Pain Struggle
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
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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Find Hard Incredible Map Road Small Yourself
If I had a wishing well, I’d wish you well. That the skies hold the key to all you’ve ever wanted, with or without me.
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Hold Key Myself Sky
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 miss you a little less each day. You’re just a faded memory now – delicate; tucked away.
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Break Up Day Delicate Fade Missing Myself
The moon may bring peace, but the sun, she offers resilience.
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Moon Offering Peace Sun
I wait and wait and wait and god I am sick of waiting. To not see your face anymore. To not know the burden that belongs to you. To not imagine the window I looked through the night I found out.
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Burden Face God Myself Night Sick Wait
I hide behind olive branches. So afraid of others knowing what lay beneath the broken rifle. The reality hitting the pavement like bullets that stem from war.
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Afraid Break Hide Reality War
I’m used to falling, calling out timber right before the impact.
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Call Fall Impact Myself Right
You have always been enough. Allow yourself to finally feel it.
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Enough Feeling Self Love Yourself

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

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