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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.

Hannah Pearl

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.
HANNAH PEARL

Believe Fools Shame Taste Water
Love is believable. I reckon I’ll just see it when I see it.
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Believe Love Myself See
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
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
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
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
I miss you a little less each day. You’re just a faded memory now – delicate; tucked away.
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Break Up Day Delicate Fade Missing Myself
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
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
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
You are worthy of feeling incredibly and unapologetically alive.
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Alive Apology Feeling Worth Yourself
The autumn breeze carves out an ache in your memory.
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Autumn Heart Broken Memories Yourself
Your promises shatter like glass. Sliced nerves for every lie that travels from your tongue.
HANNAH PEARL

Promise Tongue Travel Yourself
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
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.
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Find Hard Incredible Map Road Small Yourself

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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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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