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Betty Mar 2021
Count up raindrops or snowflakes or tiny grains of sand,
way too many to hold in your hand
each one unique and perfect in its ubiquity
Swords and Roses Nov 2015
lost in the darkness
no mind, no morals, no me
something, anything
fearing present and future
clutch at maybes, broken nails
Swords and Roses Nov 2015
stab in the belly
cravings for the forbidden
quiet resentment
constant comparing to you
always unattainable
Swords and Roses Nov 2015
chest lifting with breaths
eyes and brows diagonal
mind clouding over
fists clenched and lightly trembling
blood rising up through the skin
Swords and Roses Nov 2015
lifted up inside
eyes and mouth widely grinning
hands clap together
anticipation rising
going through the whole body
Swords and Roses Nov 2015
knot in the stomach
what have I done to you now?
years of memories
lips cracked and dry from biting
secrets swallowing me up
Swords and Roses Nov 2015
ice and fire at once
fat rain washing over me
lying on the ground
soft or hard, no way to tell
everything becomes nothing
Swords and Roses Nov 2015
two upturned corners
crinkling, sparkling, gentle eyes
shoulders perking up
puffed up cheeks lightly pinking
body curled up and stretched out
Swords and Roses Nov 2015
eyes darting, searching
desperate for some clarity
wrinkling furrowed brow
jumbled words, meanings, symbols
aching within the forehead
The Emotions section of the Ubiquity series is quite a big one so I'll probably be uploading a few every day
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