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Broken Blooms
Broken blooms, please don’t cry, This stormy wind will soon pass by, And in your hearts, you must decide If blooming’s worth the pain. Broken blooms, your value holds, Even when life’s loss unfolds;...
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Breaking Through
The Breakthrough was breathtaking in its unexpected triumph; its mysterious arrival threw Darkness to the curb in a show of superiority rarely seen in her years of travail. She hadn’t known that...
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Alive and Kicking
Which is more alive? Sometimes you need to know when to fold, when to halt the forward momentum. The irony bleeds on blades of steel - blooming is most profitable when ground to a halt; there, in the...
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Morning Breaks
Morning breaks - breaks night’s grip, crushing darkness. Breaks nightmare worlds and midnight prowls. Breaks evening’s despair and twilight’s angst. The break of day brings such beauty, such hope,...
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Shattered
Shattered, skin begins to peel, Fractured, neurons fail to feel; Fragments blister, lose their grip, Smithereens abandon ship. Underneath, as damage heals, skin is soft, and raw, and real; Tree lets...
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A Higher Road
He thought his shoulders were strong and broad til troubles came to call; Like flurries, problems mounted up, and made his strength feel small. Rocked to his heels, and then his knees, he bent beneath...
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Bleeding Heart
If my embrace could stop your bleed, or smoothing brow make pain recede, my love would ride, a great white steed, to mend your bleeding heart. But my heart bleeds, my soul is bent, my broken parts sing...
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Missing Link
She had no idea that love was the missing link until she discovered how to chain her broken heart to the stars…Filed under: A Wounded Heart, Beauty, Characterizations, Fragility, Freedom, Healing,...
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Broken…
Originally posted on Meanwhile, Melody Muses...:A crutch for your foot, A cane for your knee, I’ll sign your cast for your neighbours to see. A mechanized chair And a ramp for your door, A tablet to...
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Her Eyes
Her smile lifts her lips in all the expected places, her laughter chimes harmony at appropriate pauses. But her eyes – her eyes are empty windows, unshuttered channels to the brokenness within, where...
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Great Expectations
The seeds of Great Expectations rooted deep, but she tasted their fruits not in the fair soil of trinkets fashioned from sturdy stems, cabinetry of beauty and elegance displaying the wares of Kings,...
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The Hunt
My heart was born, an embryo, a pale and speckled thing; I painted it with childish dreams, in rainbow shades of spring. I thought it was a masterpiece, its shell Venetian glass; I put my gift upon...
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