writer | reader
lost girl | wanderer
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by feather-soft flesh;
a sparrow-hearted
girl unravels in the dusk
graceful even in her fall
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by feather-soft flesh;
a sparrow-hearted
girl unravels in the dusk
graceful even in her fall
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where silence
folds over night,
where weight
relieves pain
I'll fill my pockets
with stones of memory
and the depths can take me
home
pic ~ mourneress
where silence
folds over night,
where weight
relieves pain
I'll fill my pockets
with stones of memory
and the depths can take me
home
pic ~ mourneress
through forests;
no binds tie here,
no wounds fester
pic ~ nonalimmen
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through forests;
no binds tie here,
no wounds fester
pic ~ nonalimmen
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watching graves of the broken;
silent guardian
of those who’ve lost everything
but still leave flowers in rain
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watching graves of the broken;
silent guardian
of those who’ve lost everything
but still leave flowers in rain
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butterflies and dreams entwine
my restless silence,
lacy dawns forget my name
but remember how I weep
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butterflies and dreams entwine
my restless silence,
lacy dawns forget my name
but remember how I weep
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into her silken heart’s depths,
bleeding quiet grief
petals fold around the wound
night listens, but does not speak
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into her silken heart’s depths,
bleeding quiet grief
petals fold around the wound
night listens, but does not speak
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inkling
of hope,
like
a sickle
moon,
trembling,
in night’s
unbuttoned
sky
pic ~ mourness
inkling
of hope,
like
a sickle
moon,
trembling,
in night’s
unbuttoned
sky
pic ~ mourness
in a world of scorched earth,
tending to hope
with earth under her nails,
naming each sprout
like a forgotten prayer
pic ~ mourness
in a world of scorched earth,
tending to hope
with earth under her nails,
naming each sprout
like a forgotten prayer
pic ~ mourness
and dreams in lunar;
waxing grief, waning trust,
speaking in whispered tones of
wind-through-branches,
each word a port wine bloom
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and dreams in lunar;
waxing grief, waning trust,
speaking in whispered tones of
wind-through-branches,
each word a port wine bloom
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my spine holds ghosts of
loves past, of parts of me I’ve buried,
they continue to forge
through bone, creeping
into their graves built inside my heart
pic ~ october_midnight
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my spine holds ghosts of
loves past, of parts of me I’ve buried,
they continue to forge
through bone, creeping
into their graves built inside my heart
pic ~ october_midnight
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flow about me
like silk scarves,
weightless, unraveling,
caught on doorways
I no longer enter,
tangled in the trees
of forests who’ve
eternally forgotten me
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pic ~ nona limmen
flow about me
like silk scarves,
weightless, unraveling,
caught on doorways
I no longer enter,
tangled in the trees
of forests who’ve
eternally forgotten me
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pic ~ nona limmen
guarded by winter and veiled
with flowers of melancholy
and butterflies of linen
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guarded by winter and veiled
with flowers of melancholy
and butterflies of linen
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suffused with mist,
disassociation draped
and wrapped in a veil
of hymnal silence
ghosts dissolve in the hush
soft as echoes
of a forgotten psalm,
and time drifts like
a slow, sorrowed stream
carrying fragments of a self
she no longer recalls
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suffused with mist,
disassociation draped
and wrapped in a veil
of hymnal silence
ghosts dissolve in the hush
soft as echoes
of a forgotten psalm,
and time drifts like
a slow, sorrowed stream
carrying fragments of a self
she no longer recalls
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and owned by darkness,
she now refuses to bloom
and dwells in the shadows of dream
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and owned by darkness,
she now refuses to bloom
and dwells in the shadows of dream
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daughter of heaven ;
this girl with her
hallowed haloes
and torn off wings
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daughter of heaven ;
this girl with her
hallowed haloes
and torn off wings
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bleeds snowstorms,
as her facade
turns to ice
and her soul
becomes
winter
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bleeds snowstorms,
as her facade
turns to ice
and her soul
becomes
winter
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wrapped in veils of frost,
their wings etched from ice
so fragile yet unyielding
as they trace the
cold waltz of stars
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wrapped in veils of frost,
their wings etched from ice
so fragile yet unyielding
as they trace the
cold waltz of stars
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~ michael ash smith
~ michael ash smith
to her heart
to her heart