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Yellow diamond dandelions,
the beauty weed I clenched; set free.
The spreading seeds
and sweeping feelings--
I think they call this healing.
In a moment of bravery,
nay,
clarity,
I am making me more "me"
the beauty weed I clenched; set free.
The spreading seeds
and sweeping feelings--
I think they call this healing.
In a moment of bravery,
nay,
clarity,
I am making me more "me"
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consecrate
authenticity an arsenic
in morning coffee, in the smiles
pressed like ironed laundry,
because I feel like one wrong breath,
one wrong kiss between glossed lips and soft jaws
and I will be nailed to a cross
deception a shame rising like steam,
where teeth grind against each other
like clockwork gears, tick tick ticking
while the tongue kisses the roof of its cathedral
like a prayer to gods yet to be named
because her face is a mosaic window
shining the sin out of love
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Nightmares
My heart races, erratically, lacking a proper rhythm.
A rhythm that could only be rendered by another heartbeat.
My soul soars frantically, searching for yours in a forlorn prison.
I strive on, praying, yearning, not ready to accept defeat.
I gaze into your eyes, longing for some sign of affection
I see nothing, because you feel nothing towards me.
I gave you my heart, trusting you to not break it, and you denied my attention.
Look at me now! I'm dead inside! What else could I possibly be!?
Twisted nightmares from the most morose parts of my mind start to form
I imagine that I am in a hospital bed, waiting for you to say farewell
You couldn
Literature
Catalyst
Suffering in absolute silence
Hate breeding, edge of violence.
Ears closed to desperate pleas
Snarling rage, just let me be.
No tears pool, no drops fall
Strike a match to burn it all.
Hands falter with rush of memories
Bittersweet i smile sadly at the scenes.
No words to egg me nor beg me stay
Mildly curious gaze as I walk away.
Fire licks fingertips with a flick its no longer dangerous.
Filled with anger, none to blame
I alone hold all the shame.
The denominator of pain
The catalyst always stains.
Head held high, trailing flames
I move on for there is no other way.
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-Cassie <3
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