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叶安灵 // 16, 2022 // she-her-hers
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January 16, 2021

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the morning was hysterically beautiful, a frenzied storm of crystal hail.
the drought sighs, arid doubts beading his brow.
extreme weather makes internal chaos seem small;
meteors of the mind pale to a dinosaur’s last memory,
and if i had one last second to live
i would hope for a beautiful sky.

a gracious wind holds my hair at dawn,
she braids it into waves-ribbons of freedom graze my neck.
i want to tell her it’s too cold today:
no ounce of energy could propel me past those doors,
but when she ushers me in
i let go.

to be a promise breaker,
rain on an an alleged sunny tuesday,
was never my intention but a product of false goodness for
i never wanted you to know
the aches that ruined my quiet, the lies that glossed over my tremor.
and now i’m trapped behind bars,
your face a fading memory on this cloudless july day.

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5 Comments
  • Rachaelgrace (hiatus) :)

    re: that's awesome! :)


    about 1 month ago
  • Rachaelgrace (hiatus) :)

    so lovely <3


    about 1 month ago
  • YW_C

    re: ty sm! means a lot


    about 1 month ago
  • YW_C

    'and if i had one last second to live
    i would hope for a beautiful sky.'

    this is gorgeous


    about 1 month ago
  • Zirong

    This(especially the last stanza) took my breath away :O


    about 1 month ago