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Hannah Pearl

It wasn’t enough fading under surfaces, below waves, swollen pufferfish retracting this inflated love that not even you could believe in.
HANNAH PEARL

Believe Enough Fade Love Yourself
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.
HANNAH PEARL

Alone Attention Myself Pay Scream Sound Talk Walk
My god is a moment, a whimsical idea, a whisper. A hope bending itself into a prayer.
HANNAH PEARL

God Hope Moments Myself Prayer
I miss you a little less each day. You’re just a faded memory now – delicate; tucked away.
HANNAH PEARL

Break Up Day Delicate Fade Missing Myself
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.
HANNAH PEARL

Burden Face God Myself Night Sick Wait
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.
HANNAH PEARL

Feeling Hate Myself Sport Try Word
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.
HANNAH PEARL

Beautiful Dare Jealous Kind
The hardest part is when the leaves abandon the trees. I seem to always lose a part of me.
HANNAH PEARL

Abandonment Hard Leaving Lose Myself Tree
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
Caution! This vehicle stops quite frequently when overwhelmed.
HANNAH PEARL

Anxiety Feeling Quite Stop
I’m used to falling, calling out timber right before the impact.
HANNAH PEARL

Call Fall Impact Myself Right
I haven’t wept for days, only shuffling feet, carrying weights, ignoring the pain, numbing the face. Its all a charade.
HANNAH PEARL

Carry Day Face Hard Time Ignorance Myself Pain Struggle
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.
HANNAH PEARL

Deep Home Serious State Word Wound
Your voice causes a power surge that courses through the veins, feeds off bones, minors in replay.
HANNAH PEARL

Power Replay Voice Yourself
Needle in a haystack, a small town on a roadmap, searching for you through the abstract- how incredibly hard to find.
HANNAH PEARL

Find Hard Incredible Map Road Small Yourself
I wish I could bottle up this scent for winter days when it feels like this town will never see sun again.
HANNAH PEARL

Myself Perfume Scent See Sun Winter

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

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