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Pretty Little Thing

Right before you fly you fix the broken wings of
Everything that carries you forward now
Patching up the holes remaining in your word now
I start to question what is real or not, pick apart my every thought
Dig in to a dark place, bury the thought of your face…

~*~

A wish to avoid a blatant lie

To a spine with broken bones

Waiting for retaliation in the

Shape of a forsaken home

.

As mirrors began to whisper

About the drama that unfolded

It all tasted like high tension

Keeping her weak wings faded

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Fingers forward, burying blame

Twitching petals, her lavish name

Draped in linen, maiden serenity

Masquerading a sorrowful calamity

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Of an oil painting melting away

In the warmth of this winter fire

Lost palettes ebbing and arching

An abandoned masterpiece dire

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Grim faces arrested in quiet disgust

As snow fell and tainted mordant black

Onto the pallbearers dressed in drab

Carrying away an eternal chill in her heart.

~*~
Pretty little thing, you know the way to make me weak
But I’ll stand on my own feet
Shame on you for hitting where it most hurts
Shame on me for listening
Pretty little thing, I think you better turn away
My attention is ending…

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cold feet

anxiety is a chill

embedded at the

notches of your

carved backbones

anxiety frosts over

making you shiver

and it pierces you

in places unknown

anxiety leaves you

breathless and red

and that blizzard

affects you alone

anxiety can’t melt

away, for the icicles

have hardened to

pure diamond stones.

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Cloudburst Cogitations #1: Arctic Invigoration

Oblivion inhaled, blushing health

The world is consuming breaths

So don’t you disappear, my dear

To evanesce in billowing zephyr

A chill kisses softly your cheeks

Gelid arctic renders knees weak

So don’t you glacial fear, my dear

Coldness shall comfort you near.

🍃🍃🍃

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Pluviophile

And if the skies be full of gloom
Let the rain then touch your feet
Let it soak and make you cool
Let the flowers have their feast…

~*~

Heroes sometimes

Come in trickles of

Soft soothing water

Celestial teardrops

On the windowpane

My calming mentor

Saving me from my

Demons, teaches of

Tranquility’s power

Taut nerves unravel

My heartbeat going

Softer, even slower

As a wind whistles

Its merry melodies

Synesthetic colour

And chilly puddles

Bloom rainbows in

Grey skies fervour

I taste the reveries

Petrichor comforts

And my eyes flutter

My soul transcends

I rest my tired bones

On this rainy weather.

~*~

Oh, oh, oh
Little raindrop
Listen to the rain…

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