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rattenprinzessin
rattenprinzessin
17/F
thick fog starts lifting, slow but sure the horizon shows off pink and orange earth gratefully sinks into gentleness, a familiar face forgot for far too long the timid smile of hope peeks out from the clouds cool air billows, the calming waves breathe away the aches and pains bright sun kisses gently, warm eyes lifted to the heavens body lighter on the ground battered, bruised, and bleeding, but roots find their balance push forward through the soil confident, start remembering where to go shy petals show their faces, soft and fragile at first it's all blinding, with eyes the sun forgot but bright color swells and they are beautiful again the flower idly sways, in unfamiliar bliss its petals, roots, and leaves drink in the golden honey rays of warmth almost thankful for the winter's harsh and bitter brutal torture now spring is so much sweeter
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Sep 15, 2019
Sep 15, 2019 at 12:49 PM UTC
Found
suddenly tossed into confusion shaken like a dusty rug my ears start ringing caught by wild waves, drowning, gulping, looking for life but where's up and where's down and- slamming SLAMMING splattered against the glass crystal clear marred by deep red dripping gut-punched by mother nature's brutal fist eyes hazy but they look behind the wheel - through the crimson tinted mirror - locking with my own the windshield wiper scrapes screaming, hoarse scrapes sobbing, defeat scrapes drops my leaden body to the asphalt muddled in misery curled up in my head time flies, but my wings are broken
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Sep 15, 2019
Sep 15, 2019 at 12:48 PM UTC
Lost
Drowning in oxygen, lungs stuffed with molasses Heart pumping, but nothing rushes through my veins Skin crawling with whispers of hands plastered there I ache, I bend, I break, try to scream but gurgle in vain, My throat coated thick in tar and shame I am smaller than myself. this mangled body can't be mine
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Sep 15, 2019
Sep 15, 2019 at 12:47 PM UTC
trapped
Manic dances, joyous crashing High tide blood rushing to the finish line Eyes filled with honey, sickly sweet Drooling heart in gluttonous grip Canines, sunk into tender flesh Rot spreads through the body
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Sep 15, 2019
Sep 15, 2019 at 12:44 PM UTC
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