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.
HANNAH PEARLSome 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.
More Hannah Pearl Quotes
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It wasn’t enough fading under surfaces, below waves, swollen pufferfish retracting this inflated love that not even you could believe in.
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Love is believable. I reckon I’ll just see it when I see it.
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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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The moon may bring peace, but the sun, she offers resilience.
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You are worthy of feeling incredibly and unapologetically alive.
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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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Your words once a melody, now read like an obituary.
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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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The autumn breeze carves out an ache in your memory.
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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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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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Your promises shatter like glass. Sliced nerves for every lie that travels from your tongue.
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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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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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I miss you a little less each day. You’re just a faded memory now – delicate; tucked away.
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