Hide your strength so deep so encased that it never surfaces, never reveals your true power and why you should be chosen as the main hero for this story.
Tag Archives: Poems
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My heart melted into a matchstick, waiting to be chosen and struck, the spark burning my remains and allowing me to enter your soul. I will live on. (This may turn into a longer idea based off The Little Match Girl fairy tale)
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Yearly inspection to check rustic health and announce your flaws and areas of concern, drive away in a foreign body and await your return, task done but worry lines deeper.
24:132
Dance for deceit, to dress in uncomfortable and embarass yourself, but learn motivation and respect the process, understand what it means for others.
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Wake to rage and skirt around it, boiling the kettle as bullets fly. Another death sequence and more swearing as you leave the room, only to hear it all stop as he runs after you, pausing everything to hug you goodbye.
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Memories rearrange to paint a story that will motivate. One day it will be slashed open, tatters beneath, and the empty husk left will sink into blank, because they can’t remember how to colour.
24:56
Drained of anger, left waiting for the next phase of complications, or perhaps exhilaration. Stuck in limbo until that moment, unsure how to react, unsure who you currently are.
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Drained of anger, left waiting for the next phase of complications, or perhaps exhilaration. Stuck in limbo until that moment, unsure how to react, unsure who you currently are.
24:42
Function when empty, borrowing future reserves you hope will be replenished before the nothing forces all progress to stop. Dream for fuel, it will get you through, and one day you will be whole again.
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Make room for reunions during a time of stress and no free moments, plaster on a smile for small talk, updates and scrutiny, yours and others. Dance with energy you don’t have but come away feeling serene, energised, ready to spread the joy.
Scribbled Thoughts 