The autumn breeze carves out an ache in your memory.
HANNAH PEARLYou 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.
More Hannah Pearl Quotes
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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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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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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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Caution! This vehicle stops quite frequently when overwhelmed.
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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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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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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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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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Your promises shatter like glass. Sliced nerves for every lie that travels from your tongue.
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If y’all like spooky season just examine my brain. It’s plastered across this page on display.
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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’m used to falling, calling out timber right before the impact.
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You have always been enough. Allow yourself to finally feel it.
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The moon may bring peace, but the sun, she offers resilience.
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Your words once a melody, now read like an obituary.
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