c-e-smithWhisper

American

New Account! Please read!Hey, everybody! So I've had this account since I started high school and now that I'm well into college and working on publishing more and more, I've created a second account dedicated to some of my favorite, more refined work. Here's the link! http://hellopoetry.com/ecarsyn/ / There may be some poems from this account that you'll recognize as I'll be revising and posting on my second account from now on. I would love your support in this transition! I am open for collaborations, edits, suggestions, comments, etc! / With love,

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Jan 16, 2017

An Ode to a Magnum OpusIf he were a canvas, / My fingers through his dark hair / Would be gentle whips of cornflower

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Dec 5, 2016

MeltingThe painting collided with the steaming floorboards, / a single nail which once held the frame / torn in half like warmed taffy --

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Sep 11, 2016

5 Days1 / “It’s over” / A painful thought... hearts shattered over an abrupt end,

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May 6, 2016

Ghost TownWhat are you supposed to do when you return to a ghost town? / Do you walk among the dead, pretending to belong, / breathing from a straw as you watch the shallow water rush over your senses:

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Apr 26, 2016

DreamingThe hot summer breath pours over the expanse of my exposed neck, / nearly silent as it reminds the rest of my body of the shadow's chill. / I'm under a tree, its leaves hang in the air as if they have no weight;

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Mar 27, 2016

BewitchedI know I was never kissed by the sun, / but all I've ever had was the moon's love; / my mother's arms were the only strong ones

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Mar 1, 2016

2/14/16 at 2:22am"I love you, a lot. Don't break my heart, please. It ***** when people do that to you. I did it to someone else to be with you so please don't do it to me because that'd **** a lot, because I love you."

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Feb 16, 2016

And then she was a chasmAnd then she was a chasm, / A cavity of weakness; / Void of throat shredding screams,

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Jan 18, 2016

StrikeYou only listen to clouds once they’ve rumbled, / And once they strike you wonder / How you could’ve possibly missed the warnings.

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Dec 30, 2015

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