hannah-johnsonWhisper

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last nightlast night i dreamt with raw emotion. i felt everything i’ve been afraid to feel all at once; i was scared but i was courageous and i was angry but i was proud and i was so in love with you. / i hid from sight because i knew seeing me would make you angry but i still stuck my neck out because i wanted that recognition. i knew that your shouting was better than your silence, and that the force of your fingers sinking into my skin was better than the stillness of your absence. / apologies had never come easier and i’d never cried so much in my life. my heart was in my throat and refused to let oxygen through to my lungs making it impossible for me to just be still.
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May 28, 2011
breathand i'm one line a- / way from disappearing for- / ever. but i know
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Apr 30, 2011
the bendsmy fingertips itch / for something iknow / i'm not supposed to want
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Apr 30, 2011
understandingthis life is taken for granted / with harsh words and / heavy hearts of unforgiveness,
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Apr 30, 2011
explosionsi don't get angry often. / there's no point / for
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Apr 27, 2011
homerumi said / “this being human is a guest house.” / and i have spent great time in mine,
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Apr 27, 2011
belongingthere’s no such thing as belonging / and i have learned this from you. / we found out
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Apr 27, 2011
hawthornei never thanked the man who saved my life. / I still smell the tobacco / and hear the noise his beard made against my face
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Apr 25, 2011
sadiei’d spend more time with you if I could / but / leash laws are strict
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Apr 25, 2011
wagon wheelI know you better sober / but still / know what will make you cry.
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Apr 25, 2011
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