| Hemilaryngectomy n.- An operation to remove one side of the larynx (voicebox). oddly fitting. |
| Hemilaryngectomy n.- An operation to remove one side of the larynx (voicebox). oddly fitting. |


Falling StarsTonight we're alone. You're immersed in purple fumes and country radio and I'm leaning on these words and the doorframe to my empty bedroom. We never called it love, but when we were together the sun sure seemed to shine brighter and our Technicolor looked more like Blu-ray. We never could commit, but I kept hearing people refer to me as your girl and it sure seemed like everyone had committed to it but us, but you. I know there's nothing more for me to do.Falling Stars
Tonight I'm going to sit on the roof and watch the meteor shower and on every fallen star I'll wish for you.
You always tasted more like stardust than moonbeams t


Winters Sickness Setting Inwhen winter sets in and you're freezing underneath layers of blanket, you'll think of me. you'll remember me setting the sky on fire when we decided the autumn nights were too boring.Winters Sickness Setting In
when the ground moves beneath your feet, causing you to stumble and fall, you'll think of me. you'll remember the time that i held your hand and kissed your cheeks while you cried over lost friends and struggled to mend these broken bible verses.
when you listen to my favorite song, the one about boots and pearls, you'll think of me. you'll remember me sitting next to you in the car, singing silly nonsense and wrapping candied words a


AbuseI remember watching his hands fluttering over the bruises as he spoke. It was almost midnight and he was sitting on the edge of my bed. His eye was beginning to turn a gentle shade of purple and is lips were laced with drying blood. I could see the terror draining from his eyes, but I knew that it would return soon enough. He touched his lip gingerly as he finished his story, as if he needed to confirm it was the truth; that it had happened. I gently touched his not bruised cheekbone and felt tears spilling over my fingertips, their warmth shooting straight through my nerves. I watched as he cried. He wrapped his arms around me, and within seAbuse


How To Lose A Lifewe're both familiar with this feeling. an empty heart alongside broken ribs, barely beating.How To Lose A Life
a whispered secret in an empty room left you barely breathing. an unanswered phone crying out musical notes to an empty house, no longer home. an empty street on the last day of an empty week and all the bars are closed. you're holding hands hung heavy with regret, hands that will never give you a place to rest.
we're both losing this feeling. lips hard pressed against stone, reminding us we're alone. hands tangled up in your last word, it's all she heard. a living doll made of fine white c
| These are all amazing, and they mean a lot to me. |
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"If I could save the world, With a needle and thread, I'd sew up our hearts, With words left unsaid."
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<3Clara
~lyriclub
~Poetic-Peace
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*The-Literati
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~Stay Human
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Energy is eternal delight.
- William Blake
Remember you must live.
-Ali Smith
thankyou.

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