The hardest part is when the leaves abandon the trees. I seem to always lose a part of me.
HANNAH PEARL- I’m used to falling, calling out timber right before the impact.
HANNAH PEARL
- black
- grey
- blue
- red
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I’m used to falling, calling out timber right before the impact.
More Hannah Pearl Quotes
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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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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.
HANNAH PEARLYou 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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Needle in a haystack, a small town on a roadmap, searching for you through the abstract- how incredibly hard to find.
HANNAH PEARLNeedle in a haystack, a small town on a roadmap, searching for you through the abstract- how incredibly hard to find.
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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.
HANNAH PEARLAnd 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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There’s a mystery in you; a puzzle to solve- mystical elements to a love that you’ve longingly ached for.
HANNAH PEARLThere’s a mystery in you; a puzzle to solve- mystical elements to a love that you’ve longingly ached for.
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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.
HANNAH PEARLWhen 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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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.
HANNAH PEARLIf 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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You have always been enough. Allow yourself to finally feel it.
HANNAH PEARLYou have always been enough. Allow yourself to finally feel it.
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My god is a moment, a whimsical idea, a whisper. A hope bending itself into a prayer.
HANNAH PEARLMy god is a moment, a whimsical idea, a whisper. A hope bending itself into a prayer.
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Your voice causes a power surge that courses through the veins, feeds off bones, minors in replay.
HANNAH PEARLYour voice causes a power surge that courses through the veins, feeds off bones, minors in replay.
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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.
HANNAH PEARLIf 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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You will be the ocean. Strong enough to tighten the sails and safe enough to jump ship for.
HANNAH PEARLYou will be the ocean. Strong enough to tighten the sails and safe enough to jump ship for.
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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.
HANNAH PEARLI 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.
HANNAH PEARLI miss you a little less each day. You’re just a faded memory now – delicate; tucked away.
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Some 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.
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.
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Your promises shatter like glass. Sliced nerves for every lie that travels from your tongue.
HANNAH PEARLYour promises shatter like glass. Sliced nerves for every lie that travels from your tongue.
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