the beginning

I could not never go back to the beginning of the fall, the disgrace from heaven, the leap of faith that soon spiraled to the apex of my despair– the madness born from lies pursed on cruel lips. as my defenses lie wide open, a formidable wall crumbling at the prospect of comfort and love, […]

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the weight of fate

A girl with dandelions interwoven through her braids beams a smile untouched by the bitter decay of age. Wisdom is a stage we all crave yet when she closes her eyes, the sunlight never tasted so sweet on her beestung lips. A gentle breeze carrying the teasing spray of brine and the nostalgic scent of […]

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Unconventional

I have tasted bitter tears lingering on your lips, saccharine sunbursts, and sensual midsummer songs. The cruel, hazardous winds of the blue tides of December chills the still air–a crisp, icy taste, stagnant and stale each time I swallow. As I kiss you adieu, I hope you know it’s forever. This false admiration for you has […]

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