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StayWalk slow. Remember fingers touching and faces lit with hope. Breathe fast. Don't pretend to know what it feels like to stop living.Stay
Because every day you wake to the sound of sunshine and the sight of silence.
It is a gift.
And that sunshine is the note that begins the symphony. It tunes you to its glory and you are made holy.
Look long. Drink the sight of betrayal like cold water on your tongue. The pain will help remind you.
It says to keep going, keep loving, keep living. It says to breathe fast and neve
by ~Avery-Falanor
AncientHer eyes are a prayer. They ask for deep oceans and a world lit with fantasy. They ask for children singing praises and old women with wrinkles. They want coffee, laughter, and freckles. Where they look there is daylight and cool air tinged with sourdough bread. Still warm.Ancient
Her hair is chocolate. It tastes a little like love, but mostly like mystery. It is darkness and bitter moonlight taking flight on silver skin. It reaches like fingers, holds like hands.
Her lips are a book of secrets. They write forgiveness on sinners and breath music into silence. They destroy hatred where they dare to hope, and they dare to hop
by ~Avery-Falanor
Forging a BodyI fall into sunshine and metal chords when I think of how your voice breathed lies into the atmosphere, making it thin and hot. Too hard to fly. I've got broken wrists from beating my fists against the walls of my heart to break them down for you. I've got bruised lips from my words falling on ears pretending to be deaf.Forging a Body
Still I have memories that could wake the dead with their pain and tie forget-me-knots from my veins, clogging them up and making it harder to get hope-infused oxygen to my blood.
You touched life into my skin and left it with old age and new wrinkles. Innocence doesn't glow anymore, it simmers
by ~Avery-Falanor
SilenceI imagine this is a bit like the sound of dying.Silence
It is angels on wings and dripping blood. It is me and you, loving each other a second too late.
It sounds like birds freezing, like veins of ice and eyes going dark. It sounds like crying, too. Crying and breathing when you don't want to breathe anymore.
Tears on a child's face have matched chords with this piano. A child's fists have beat on the hearts of demons to this redemption.
And I kissed you once to this tune. The day before we died together, buried beneath inadequate words and dreams distilled in water.
by ~Avery-Falanor
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- Current Residence: Colorado
- Interests: beauty
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I mean, come on! At least the word carnal should give it away- it means sex after all!
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Stephenie Meyer- "But when a story demands to be written, there's no way to resist."
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Stephenie Meyer- "But when a story demands to be written, there's no way to resist."
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