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I will be great in the way the tree roots

Grip the earth, unwilling to let go

Until the world swallows me whole

With the skies drifting in my mind

My blood boils down into iron

Made just for me to write

Scriptures with a sword

In the blink of an eye; a light years time

I will run between and throughout

Observed and dissected

I will never die

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"The stars will guide me home."

-Wing

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Mercury sits as a pebble in my shoe

show me my mother grasping my fingers

Carefully

Fire licks at my spleen like.

The sensation of maggots

squirm in my pelvis

A glass shard feeds my skin separated flesh

My garden grows sunflowers tall and aching

They tug at the roots of my hair tangling snakes

Eating the meat of eachothers water

Sirens make believe stories of vibrating vocal cords

Entice me, quickly, quietly

Forgive my sweet tea leaves sticking to your porcelain

Heaven will bless my wrath

Forgive.

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"No sire I will not be following you on Tumblr"

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"My desire is bigger than my heart"

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hyenas scavenge

carcasses

hunger lingers

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heaven breaks soft

sunshowers

soothe jagged grief

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Dreams don't always work but that doesn't mean I do not deserve to dream.

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REASON 107 TO CHOOSE THE BEAR//phoebe.a.poetry Via Instagram

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I wanna talk about the weird Holly Black Vampire Pandemic Book, please. Can I please just talk about the road trip with vampires and a weirdo guy, please? He was such a little weirdo and they tried to put him in skinny hot boy jeans and he was still so deeply freaky, I loved it. 

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Squirrel circa 2023

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I miss 2021 when I would start tiktok fights to have something to look forward to 😋💞

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Rot

It always smells rotten when you walk into our house.

Maybe it's the trash cans

that haven't been dumped in a few days.

Or the toilets that haven't been washed in weeks.

Or maybe it's us.

Rotting from the inside out

Anger, hatred, resentment

smelling up every room in the house

The smell stuck in the walls

Stained into our sheets

And etched into every fiber of our flesh.

Wound around every limb like a tight thread.

Choking us into submission,

until we know no other

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Heavens pour, streams of

Pearl, a symphonous union

Of the horizon and celestial...................

everytimeyousaygoodbye ©

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The before and afters

Green's my 💚