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hannamags
hannamags
All I have is my playful mind and the regrets I turn into metaphors
Curse in disguise of a blessing A rainbow after the storm Not a *** of gold, but a quicksand await by its end It was but a better-than-dreams kind of truth, A hard pill to choke on But i swallowed. I swallowed every inch of lie i tell myself at night, Every ounce of my denial from your truth Nothing but a mockery, A slate of shame for you and me It wasn’t saving grace But a curse wearing a pretty face
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Sep 30, 2018
Sep 30, 2018 at 10:47 PM UTC
October
I can’t be your light Not when your moon is gleaming at night Not even when summers are long; For its nights are where both of you belong I can chase your nights away But your heart—it belongs to the moon. So I let my light die everyday So they slowly fade and give you away   She is your Moon.
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Mar 27, 2018
Mar 27, 2018 at 11:37 AM UTC
Moon
Let me be your ray of light In any form, in any given flight Not only when your moon fails to light up your river Not only when your stars forget to glimmer Amidst your moon are stars with frail light bickering; But the sun is a star, it shines for you, darling But you never look her in the eyes without blinding your own; I am your sun
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Jan 25, 2018
Jan 25, 2018 at 12:19 PM UTC
Sun
But I will love you with the deepest parts I've known of me Where no one really knows what they'll come to see Where by you,I'll be felt Even if not known to all else. I have set my heart for you Like the day is set after night, to come through Like trees that wither But only in the cold dark winter
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Jan 7, 2018
Jan 7, 2018 at 6:23 AM UTC
If We Lasted A Little Longer
I'll keep you hidden somewhere far Somewhere in my dreams when my eyes aren't ajar Like the way you'd hold my hand When no one's there to see at last As the road neared end You were the only one who knew And that day you branded my now-favorite spot You cleared the path, the line was right before my eyes I should've been mad Should've lost it when I was sad But I cleared my mind, maybe I didn't care that much Cause when i called you that night, I shouldn't have asked for another match
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Dec 7, 2017
Dec 7, 2017 at 6:35 PM UTC
Short Distance
If things worked out, I would've given you the world. I stood there as my stomach curled Sinking in reasons I'll never hear, Drowning in a future that was never clear I asked you not once, but one too many times In all of those, you vaguely assured while shifting tides I would've asked for more, and I didn't. But you gave me a little too much to forget that we shouldn't. Now I'm left with pieces of you in every turn Like you wanted to be there til nothing's left to burn You were a tide of joy that's waiting to fret Now you're a wave of disappointment I don't think I regret
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Oct 16, 2017
Oct 16, 2017 at 6:22 PM UTC
False Parade of Hope
That old sock of a teddy bear That shiny silver tag The letter you wrote Those trinkets you let me keep The best ones, I say Aren't those you've handed to me The best ones, you've given Weren't yours to begin with Those nights at the beach I tried my hardest to enjoy To shake off the thought Of you not answering my calls Those drunken nights I call the best ones by far To fill what you've left When the choice was all mine The time for myself The growth I've acquired The freedom i had From the ways you've made me feel Because out of all the things you've given me, The best were the ones you didn't hand over
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Jan 17, 2017
Jan 17, 2017 at 10:47 AM UTC
Of All the Things You've Given Me
I don't know if they suspect a thing When they ask me why I have all photos taken Old and new and in a box I've hidden I always say, as the truth that it is; That once in a while, every now and then, I feel the need for proof that once, All of it were real
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Jan 17, 2017
Jan 17, 2017 at 10:32 AM UTC
Saving Shots
I befriended the night, He chased away my empty flight. In return, I gave my share of good times Deep into it, like it were a crime Just as those small hands bring forth his end, It's almost time to see an old friend. The night is deep, the day is young In between are secrets we never let slip from our tongue
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Dec 14, 2016
Dec 14, 2016 at 10:06 AM UTC
Nocturnalis
Sometimes in my sleep I stand by the shore Just as waves crash and soak my bedroom floor, Nothing to lose, I let all of it through. Riptides, they form as the waves do so too. Just empty thoughts and somehow loosened faith, Currents are strong, all my fears, they have bathed Until I cease fire, my thoughts shall stay lulled Still, I stood by—all washed out and left null
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Dec 14, 2016
Dec 14, 2016 at 9:50 AM UTC
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