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You are worthy of feeling incredibly and unapologetically alive.

Hannah Pearl

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
You will be the ocean. Strong enough to tighten the sails and safe enough to jump ship for.
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Empowerment Enough Ocean Safety Strong Yourself
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
Love is believable. I reckon I’ll just see it when I see it.
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Believe Love Myself See
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 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
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
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
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
Surely I could never be certain of how many stars I’ve counted in the sky or of how such tiny particles can be build into wild-eyed stories like Aquarius and Cassiopeia. I could read you as I would the constellations and never tire.
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Count Myself Particle Reading Sky Stardom Yourself
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
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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Believe Fools Shame Taste Water
You have always been enough. Allow yourself to finally feel it.
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Enough Feeling Self Love Yourself
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
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.
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Afraid Appearance Home Mirror Myself Woman
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

You are worthy of feeling incredibly and unapologetically alive.

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