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jaebird236
jaebird236
14/F If there's anything Hiraeth wants, it's wings. Much like angels' or eagle wings, really. But she can't have them. So she reads. It's not quite the same, but it's a lot nicer than being fettered to reality. A lot nicer.
"He'd never understand," So she draws the curtain closed Now her shadows were hidden Her white curtains glowed The shadows were hid The tears obscured The heart locked away "She's so happy. Her window glows." So he draws his curtains closed Now his shadows were hidden His white curtain glowed The shadows were hidden The tears obscured The heart locked away And so they remained strangers to each other Never once thinking that Behind those glowing white curtains They hid the same shadows Obscured the same tears Locked away the same heart.
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Jun 29, 2017
Jun 29, 2017 at 9:10 AM UTC
Curtains
The bitter irony of life Is this: It's the people with trust issues Who hate being lonely It's the people with everything Who hate existing It's the people with the widest smiles Who hate smiling It's the people who need love the most Who remain unloved It's the weak Who are forced to be strong It's the forgotten Who long to be remembered It is the shadow That's frightened of the darkness It's the chained Who long to soar It is the numb Who long to feel It is the people who crave an end to their suffering Whom death eludes
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Jun 28, 2017
Jun 28, 2017 at 7:13 AM UTC
Irony
I see them laughing, shimmering, All around her. She is the river, the lithe, gurgling river That everyone plunged into. While I? I am the cold icy drip from the eaves That trickles down one's neck and makes them cringe. I don't mind being unnoticed Being forgotten Being alone I just mind that I mind so much.
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Jun 24, 2017
Jun 24, 2017 at 4:52 AM UTC
Solus
The light sang in her ears Sprightly, musical white light. The salt made her feet tingle Steaming, soothing salt. Glass drenched everything Twisting, summery glass. Soundful silence Rueful bliss Placid insanity
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Jun 24, 2017
Jun 24, 2017 at 4:34 AM UTC
Blanched
Sticks and stones may break my bones But words won't simply hurt me No, they'll burn more than acid on skin, Settle like dust on every thought, Pound me as water would stone Itch like sand in my eyes But they'll be the only thing I have left of you when you desert me.
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Jun 23, 2017
Jun 23, 2017 at 2:05 PM UTC
Words
His heart slurred in its steady song To see her hold another Her dulcet lips That used to be his Were now pressed against another's His thoughts screamed His chest burned Did he deserve this? Had this been earned? "I suppose so," was all he said His eyes steeled but his heart bled It was all his fault, He thought But now, he'd learnt his lesson. He would lock his heart away and let it be lost And let it remain broken whatever the cost
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Jun 23, 2017
Jun 23, 2017 at 7:28 AM UTC
His Heart
Take me where the sun shines so bright The shadows are gone But the light doesn't burn Take me where the breeze is speckled with laughter But not one chuckle is pretence Take me where I can run without being chased, Fly without falling And sing without crying. Take me. Please. It's Grey here.
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Jun 18, 2017
Jun 18, 2017 at 6:51 AM UTC
Grey