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The autumn breeze carves out an ache in your memory.

Hannah Pearl

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
I’m used to falling, calling out timber right before the impact.
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Call Fall Impact Myself Right
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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Color Creature Dee Life Philosophy Stare Togetherness Yourself
Remember me in burnt coffee mornings, warm hugs, fresh sunday snow. Know that you loved me too cautiously.
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Hug Love Morning Myself Remember Warm
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.
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Alone Attention Myself Pay Scream Sound Talk Walk
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
Your promises shatter like glass. Sliced nerves for every lie that travels from your tongue.
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Promise Tongue Travel 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
The moon may bring peace, but the sun, she offers resilience.
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Moon Offering Peace Sun
If y’all like spooky season just examine my brain. It’s plastered across this page on display.
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Display Examination Myself Season
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
I haven’t wept for days, only shuffling feet, carrying weights, ignoring the pain, numbing the face. Its all a charade.
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Carry Day Face Hard Time Ignorance Myself Pain Struggle
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
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
Your words once a melody, now read like an obituary.
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Reading Word Yourself

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