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gratitude

I should thank you for helping me find my words again I should thank you for uncovering my heart when I had tried to hard to forget, and bury, six feet deep and then some I should thank you for telling me what heartbreak is I should thank you for giving me a taste of that bittersweet can I call myself a woman now? I loved, then broke, or so I believed I had I should thank you for giving me a chance, maybe I should thank you for being so kind to me for you to beget your honesty, -how thoughtless! before I could say yes (or was it no? the conversation was over before it started.)

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158 deviations
holistic (visual poem vers.)

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40 deviations
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Photography

8 deviations
Literature

deirdre

hung myself with the lies I've told and buried under the truths you've kept of me I dreamed a dream filled with familiar faces and then I sung a song of that which I thought I knew and all it was, was me dying to understand what made the sky turn blue blue like your eyes and the soul I wasted memories and the consequences I have yet to face my castle crumbling down with the walls I built and now my body lays bare void of all the contracts I made to you the shield I wore decayed into dust coating the ground in my mistakes forgive me for this battle I must lose and my soul is laid bare I left everything to you if there was anything I could

Songs

40 deviations
Literature

mother said it's better to say nothing at all

Remember when we were children and we thought we could create an entire language of our own? We'd imagine telling the world our hearts aloud and them never finding our secret arsenal. We had notes planned and tests ready. We were the teachers and the students, the inventors, the engineers. But, forgotten was how the language we already knew could cut the skin and break bones, how the taste of bitterness hid behind words, ready to poison any sentence, any friendship. Serpents dormant on our tongues until we tried to swallow the lashings on our lips. We tried to make something new to replace something we did not understand, and soon we abandone

essays prose

10 deviations
Literature

Lucy

Her eyes lit with hope The dark oppressing the single flame Small boots loud on the wooden floor Quietly making her way through the winding halls She searches for the one room. "Nonsense" they told her "Quit lying" They did not believe her, they did not even listen! They could no longer be curious The war had taken their innocence, their childhood Not her, she would not let go She would hold on, fight with nail and tooth She would war with War, and she would win Her world would be her weapon She found the doorway Crept into the thick darkness No life was thrumming this time It was just her and the small flame of hope It was e

Fan Poems

14 deviations
Literature

the other woman

you've probably noticed a lot of things about me none of which are right you are oblivious to the obvious blind-sighted with faithlessness you are a tool, dejected and cautionary speaking with snakes in your mouth a tongue-tied Gorgon casting stones in every direction I stood nowhere but where I have always been I simply am and no more I gave rejection without waver held nothing to be regretted though it pained me heartlessly keep watching like a smitten predator toothless, spew worthless bile I have done to you no harm (ps take heed of your demon and hang it in the mirror)

Poetry

77 deviations
Alice In Wonderland

Scraps

2 deviations