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Hélène Delmaire.

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The Mourning Period by Brendon Burton

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“You hunters have got more blood on your hands.”

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February 3, 2014

I get drunk on the

Glimmer in the eyes of those

Who are passionate.

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February 2, 2014

Sometimes my brain does

A funny thing, deciding to

Waltz outside my head.

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February 1, 2014

Effortlessly, I

Put brush to canvas, painting

Pieces of my soul.

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January 31, 2014

Today, heavily,

It smelled of sea glass and sand;

My spirit sails on.

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January 30, 2014

Bruises bloom under

Eyes that have seen too much and

Slept far too little.

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January 29, 2014

I am 'midst the Fates,

Twining your thread through my fingers,

Mortality curbed.

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My mother once told me

That when the sun sleeps

The moon becomes my shadow.

"It loves you, Samm", she'd say

And I'd stare out the window,

Stardust freckling my skin.

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January 28, 2014

Avenues line my

Body's streets in remembrance -

Pain births resistance.

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January 27, 2014

Hornets have taken

Nest inside my mind, unease

Alerting every cell.

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January 26, 2014

My poetry is

Fetal, nursed daily,

Clothed with memory.

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January 26, 2014

Underestimate

The mouse hiding a

Lion in her veins.