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Midnight Black

Midnight Black

  She whispers in abstract, shades of midnight black and questions that remain, persisting thoughts that will not wait, not always welcome or logical, rarely methodical, never as love notes or the soft touch of sin But, nonetheless, she is lost in them, the way...

For Always

  There’s been too much bittersweet, our minds chasing problems instead of holding on to each other One day, we’ll have time to soak up the good, moments spent loving these hearts of ours so concerned with comforting We’ll watch suns set and...
Lingering Demons

Lingering Demons

  I know we all have demons You’re mine, with your clouded soul all bound in smoke and your penchant for diving into the dark We are two halves of a melancholy heart that together are dangerous, but still I find myself struggling to fall asleep, caught...
Waiting To Rise

Waiting To Rise

  We are teardrops and wishes, a trail of whispers trapped in glass jars We call ourselves unbreakable, but there are cracks in our fragile hearts, and those memories the ones we pretend don’t exist, are simply waiting for resurrection They live in those...
Storm Within

Storm Within

  She waits for the crash, standing under the sky, her amaranthine heart anchored to the storm as it rages on, unmerciful, unpredictable, just like her, loathed and loved And you’re afraid, scared that the ground will fall below her feet, that she’ll...