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 Dec 2014 Brooke Alexander
ryn
•i        
     was    
         once    
              whole    
               •full and
                    complete•
                       grand desi-
                          gns adorned
                              upon my very
                               soul•always...
              ­                  would land on
                                    my feet•my wo-
                                     rds now partially
                                      broken•resembli-
                     ­               ng that of an ail-
                                   ing crescent• i...
                                 am still here, i...
                               watch and i lis-
                           ten• scouring
                        for mediocre
                 remnants
             that still
         remain
 abs
en  
t•      
.
 Dec 2014 Brooke Alexander
r
As water is to cleansing rain
and heat as to burning flame,
so are you to me; the same.
My fiery rain.

Fill the gutter of my mind.
Fire the coal your heart has mined.
Burn me to the end of time.
Your fire does reign.

r ~ 4/1/14
I knew you would forget, just as soon as the sun would rise,
But your words, cliché and hollow, came as no surprise.
I asked but one small favor, at both break and close of day,
Just to hear you say hello, but now, hope's bled away.
 Dec 2014 Brooke Alexander
rafsan
Don't say the words
for the sake of,
upholding a glimmer
nevertheless a false hope.

Don't say the words
for the sake of,
holding my hands
while it is raining outside.

Don't say the words, for:
your fond presence,
your deep-meaningful eyes,
your small hands,
your sweet smile,

concluded that the words are no longer needed.
they're nothing compared to
those things
-that can't be comprehended.

Creating the likeliness of
cracking & shattering my heart
as if it was a vase
made of glass.

But
I don't mind,
and yes.
(I need you.)
it is 4:17am
and i'm missing you.
beautiful things don't ask for attention.
they often roam around silently.
just like a polar bear, or snow leopard.
gorgeous but not always seen at first glance.
take a second look and you might just see that the world,
well the world isn't as ugly as we make it seem.
this was inspired by an experience that i had today. the world is beautiful and we need to embrace it.
You and I
Are water and salt:
Needing one another
Separately,
To live,
But dying of thirst
If taken together.
 Dec 2014 Brooke Alexander
AMcQ
A meandering mist
leaks from your
barely parted lips.
I am in awe
at the slow motion
spectre.
If only my open mouth
could catch it,
perhaps it wouldn't haunt me so...
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