anna-lynnWhisper

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AloneBody is pensive, eyes are cold. / He opens his arms wide with great intent, but I callously greet him. / I drift to sleep where I dream of me, lost in the woods with no one in sight.
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Mar 3, 2016
An Approach to LoveWhen I say I love you, it doesn't always mean I do. / Because if I were to love you, / I would hate you too.
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Apr 18, 2013
A Putrid FairytaleThere is no fairytale in misery. Yet I find myself drowning in this unpolished desire to hold the hand of greed. I pulled out the knife too quickly, leaving it to heal improperly. Forever a mistake, forever a lost cause. My light seems broken. Every time I open my eyes, all I can see are shards of multi-coloured glass surrounding the happiness I cannot have. The nightmares have taken root and are a crippling comfort in which I cannot bear. I wipe away the mothering tears and hold back the putrid ***** Passion is my curse and sorrow is my blanket. I lust for the ugly and jagged pieces of hope, because it's all I have left to lean on.
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Apr 21, 2013
AshI'm a second hand smoker most nights. / I stare into the tip of the burning cigarette **** waiting for the ash to fall and slowly float onto my tattered, yellow converse. / Each breath deeper than the next. His lips smothering the end until it reaches the filter.
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Mar 13, 2013
Cham"pain"I woke up next to an ash tray, and an empty bottle of cheap champagne. / I can't help thinking I've been here before. / Not in this exact motel, just in this moment.
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Mar 17, 2013
Daisies of MineDaisies grow under my bed every time you kiss me goodnight. / I can smell their floral scent as they creep around my bed, trying to wrap me up in their dark green stems. / The petals, they fall, all around the outline of your fragile, milky body.
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Jan 12, 2016
Deja vuMy déjà vu was loving you / And now I just forget
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May 26, 2013
DimAnd there he sat with the window open and his big heart, closed. / The stars were somehow dimmer, the moon just a speck in the overbearing sky. / Someday, somehow this will be better.
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Apr 8, 2013
EpiphanyI think, just maybe, I had an epiphany. / I think I want this / I think I want all of whatever this could be.
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Mar 24, 2013
Frayed [10 word poem]The rope to the anchor of my heart is frayed.
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May 21, 2013
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