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purple mist

A thick mist hung on the waistline of the earth, that place where the clouds meet the waves that seem to roll of the edge of the planet. Beneath it a purple haze stained the sky, a halo embracing the sleepy mountains, mingling with the wet blue glow of the valley. Motionless. And I wondered how it could be, even as the earth lurched away … Continue reading purple mist

goldenchild31July 15, 2020July 20, 2020Leave a comment
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asleep

It rises and falls like the tide on the sand A weight of black steel pressing down Strangling, drowning And my heart treads the water, but it’s too much to ask I’ve sunk into a slumber And there is no awakening. Continue reading asleep

goldenchild31July 13, 2020July 13, 20204 Comments
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19 words

The soft rhythm of mechanical breaths layered under hollow bursts of electric heartbeat: the sinister harmonies of lingering life. Continue reading 19 words

goldenchild31April 16, 2020April 16, 20202 Comments
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to be loved

love is torture concealed in sweet coatings but beneath the surface something wicked brews   love isn’t real it disappoints falling short of expectations. i envy those who are deceived   love feels real almost alive – a bouquet of roses cut from their stems. but the flowers always die.   so someone tell me what it is like to be truly loved?     … Continue reading to be loved

goldenchild31March 21, 2020July 15, 2020Leave a comment
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don’t tell me

don’t tell me you’re sorry you’re different now   don’t tell me it was a mistake you’ve changed you’ve changed.   don’t tell me you’ve missed me you need me   don’t tell me – because i might just believe it     Continue reading don’t tell me

goldenchild31March 19, 2020March 19, 20202 Comments
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feathers

plumes of white wistful softness the machines of feathered flights   adorning the wings of floating angels sailing on breathy winds   silken tufts cloaking the barren creature lightly a coat of weightless warmth   feathers.   -goldenchild31         Continue reading feathers

goldenchild31May 12, 2019May 12, 2019Leave a comment
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aching heart

an aching heart doesn’t just go away. even though you want it to. it sits there, eternally rotting – a fruit green with envy, jealousy. grown and nurtured by the fear inside of you. you can’t turn off an aching heart. it hangs like a weight from that beating organ so that soon enough, it pulses faster and harder than in should even in the … Continue reading aching heart

goldenchild31April 15, 2019April 15, 2019Leave a comment
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if what they say is true…

i don’t believe that someone can just be gone. there’s a god out there who’s taken her because he couldn’t bear to be without her. i know it.   i don’t believe that someone you love can just disappear from your life. because what, then is the point?   i don’t believe that in a split second all your loving and all your hating can … Continue reading if what they say is true…

goldenchild31April 15, 2019July 15, 2020Leave a comment
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nothing lasts

life soars stumbling to the stars and back again because nothing lasts except the pain.   goldenchild31 Continue reading nothing lasts

goldenchild31April 15, 2019April 15, 2019Leave a comment
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greed

A pack of wolves we are hungrily searching any order lost in our frenzy to find you I cradle the bundle to my chest, threadbare cloth providing her little protection from the elements. My baby drifts through the breaches of sleep and agonising consciousness. Frayed and tattered we are our minds diseased by the dangerous lust you radiate Limply lies a paper cup, an extension … Continue reading greed

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