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Hannah Pearl

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
The autumn breeze carves out an ache in your memory.
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Autumn Heart Broken Memories 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
Your promises shatter like glass. Sliced nerves for every lie that travels from your tongue.
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Promise Tongue Travel Yourself
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
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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Myself Perfume Scent See Sun Winter
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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Break Element Mystery Solve 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
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
Love is believable. I reckon I’ll just see it when I see it.
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Believe Love Myself See
You are worthy of feeling incredibly and unapologetically alive.
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Alive Apology Feeling Worth Yourself
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
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
Your words once a melody, now read like an obituary.
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Reading Word Yourself
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

If y’all like spooky season just examine my brain. It’s plastered across this page on display.

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