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littlebrush Jul 2015
A head is broken– not a heart–
Its the cracks on a skull;
they are the kaleidoscope,
the lacrimonious inspiration–
that draws, on our chests,
the darts.
A twisted perception can make us see problems where there are none.
Miu Rishu May 2015
Painted glass windows, sequined tapestries
Rainbow coloured dreams drowned, in
Monochrome miseries.

The women wait and weep, a phalanx overcome by grief
Squinting through their candle-light visions,
Understood by misunderstood legions.

Fastigium Ataxia,
She cries in pain,
Rotating consciousness through the colourless rain.

A patina of grief wailed above the room as
The woman let out her final cry,
A martyr in their eyes.

Skinship visible through lonely cracks in subfusc walls
The infamous neighborhood remained vacant that night
The family lost a member that night.

A paegn concerto,
(Someone lost a shoe)
The women hung their heads in grief
(Somewhere bloomed a new leaf).
yasmine Apr 2015
im falling to pieces
and you're filling the cracks
sadness is slipping in
and depression is coming back
xx Apr 2015
Wounds* speak more
Of pain than words can do
No matter how
I cover them, they always
Scream
Can you not hear it?
Michael James Apr 2015
Let's make a deal,
You won't try to fix me and
I won't try to change you.

We're not going to fix each other.

What we can do,
Is make love until our cracks are
Indistinguishable.

We might never be whole
But we could love
Like we are.
A Watoot Mar 2015
And when your shell shatters into shards of grainy pieces in front of him and he accepts you for who you are, learn how to be a keeper.

When you fall, fall hard.  Don't be afraid when you fall.  

I fell hard.  Lips first- on top of his lips.  He got me by my waist and shifted my weight to his body.  

Fall in love and then fall in love with that same person over again. It is a cycle that should never end.

*And believe me, you will see beauty.
<3
PrttyBrd Feb 2015
I love even those parts of you, you yourself despise

I love your darkest corners

I love the shadows that keep you company

I love all the cracks in your soul

I love the pain that strengthens your resolve

I love the shell that secures your tender heart

I love the clouds that make your Sun shine brighter

I love your spirit that erases shades of pain in your surroundings

I love how you give me your peace and joy without noticing that you haven't held onto any for yourself... and you don't mind

**I love how you love me
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With all my love
Ironatmosphere Jan 2015
I don’t like it
when people
look at me.
I’m always afraid
that they will see
the cracks
in my soul,
and realize
that they don’t even
want me
as a shadow.
All the words that occupied my mind disappeared into the oblivion.
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