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unnamed Mar 2020

Gun shot

I hold him close
But I can’t heal him
Can’t erase his memories
Of the past
It’s a bandaid
On a gun shot

Mar 2020

Ellie Grace

Inheritance

I could not outrun my name

nor the expectations that came with it.

You wore it as a badge

I wore it as a curse.

#siblings #family #name #pain #feel #expectations #legacy #fame #run #sad

unnamed Mar 2020

Untitled

The soft press of his lips to mine
Hands cradle my face as if he’s afraid
He’ll break me
And though I try not to be
I’m afraid too

Feb 2020

Violetempath27

L.o.v.e

Love and I have never met eye to eye.

Romantic love tends to be a figment of imagination same way life generally is lived

Romantic love tends to be a figment of imagination same way life generally is lived

unnamed Feb 2020

Fragments

Fragmented nightmares and dreams
Plague the darkness
Or perhaps they were memories

Memories of soft lips pressing against mine
A boy with startling blonde hair
And shocking gray eyes

Memories of fingers clinging desperately to me
Promising over and over to protect me
As I quiver; cheeks wet with fright

And when I wake
My whole body feels as if it’s on fire
And yet I can’t see the flames

unnamed Feb 2020

The Wind

It was the wind that brought her to him.
She was the wind itself.
Playful, mischievous, coming and going whenever it wanted.
and just like the wind
She was impossible
To pin down

unnamed Feb 2020

Foggy Eyes

Your eyes are fogged up
Yet they seem to see
Right into my soul