Your voice causes a power surge that courses through the veins, feeds off bones, minors in replay.
HANNAH PEARLThe autumn breeze carves out an ache in your memory.
More Hannah Pearl Quotes
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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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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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Your promises shatter like glass. Sliced nerves for every lie that travels from your tongue.
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Caution! This vehicle stops quite frequently when overwhelmed.
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My god is a moment, a whimsical idea, a whisper. A hope bending itself into a prayer.
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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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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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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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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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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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Remember me in burnt coffee mornings, warm hugs, fresh sunday snow. Know that you loved me too cautiously.
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You will be the ocean. Strong enough to tighten the sails and safe enough to jump ship for.
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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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Your words once a melody, now read like an obituary.
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The hardest part is when the leaves abandon the trees. I seem to always lose a part of me.
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