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Dilapidated Hearts

They tore it down

along with everything

that was left of us

rafters exposed

building bones stripped bare

of everything once held dear


(respect) 80 more words



is the color of my heart

until you bleed life blood back into it


like the flush of my lips

like the paint on my nails… 18 more words

Dead AirĀ 

the only escape from imagination came from the healing of the body during sleep. the wake from lucid dreams of happiness that rendered ignorance for just a minute… 144 more words

Poetry & Prose

summer twenty seventeen

summer rolled around silently and unnoticed.

a little over a month ago, i published my first piece of writing. it was simply me, explaining why i created this blog to begin with. 387 more words



Have you ever really looked into someone’s soul? How can we see someone once so colorful and vibrant become gray with time? I want to spend the rest of my life with someone who will constantly try to find kaleidoscopes in my thoughts. 72 more words

Poetry & Prose