Love, Rose

United Kingdom

as always

nolite te bastardes carborundorum

vive la revolution

Message to Readers

thanks for reading - i am tired

cigarettes and lavender

March 26, 2021

FREE WRITING

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Sighing at the dying sunlight
Sun shines soft on drying blood
While white knuckles clench desperately at the salty scent of passing time
Among the pink clouds and ash-strewn soil
Breath that was made formed cotton-candy clouds 
That distilled facing south to winter rung air 
It was shaming
As smoke touched at lungs and embers burned bullets into v-shaped fingers 
It made one Hiccup at the slow turning of events 
Those ridiculous splurts laughing endlessly at a pathetic rebellious whim 
Left tongues purple and my minds wondering - 
How to get this smell out of fingernails?
Another drag is taken and that thought forgotten 
it is boring now
So the scent of tobacco is extinguished and cinders soothed freezing floors
and all is left is a faint taste of lavender 
Burning at ones face

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  • ~Aurora~

    This is an incredibly well written piece. Stunning imagery and beautiful flow. "Those ridiculous splurts laughing endlessly at a pathetic rebellious whim /Left tongues purple and my minds wondering -" this just leaves me speechless. I love it


    6 months ago
  • Nyla

    I just left a review- this was awesome!!


    6 months ago