Mel Suchowolec

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Mel Suchowolec
âItâs okay to love something a little too much, as long as itâs real to you.â
â Gerard Way
âI am a different person to different people. Annoying to one. Talented to another. Quiet to a few. Unknown to a lot. But who am I, to me?â
â Unknown
âI might not be in love, but Iâm in like. Iâm in serious like.â
â Nicola Yoon, Everything, Everything
The Heart of Home
Her voice is like a lullaby, That soothes the soul when tears are nigh. A mother's love, so deep and wide, The place where peace and hope reside.
Her hands have held my dreams with care, Her strength, a bond beyond compare. No matter where the road may bend, In her embrace, I always mend.
The agony of amputation
Expectations, how they bleed
Into a life of degradation
Under your skin of need
The heavens silent, the stars don't shine
Your slumping back signals defeat
There's no intervention left divine
No wishes, soft and sweet
The highway is a dead end, waiting
Nails all littering the road
There is a hunger that nothing is sating
A twisted spine now bent and bowed
And once the peach sky sang for you
And once you found your wings
But now you fall where once you flew
The gravel, how it stings
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âYou are so good. So good, youâre always feeling so much. And sometimes it feels like youâre gonna bust wide open from all the feeling, donât it? People like you are the best in the world, but you sure do suffer for it.â
â Silas House
Thea Lovstad
Patch though of the kid's future, then his own, so tired he knew the fighting was done. All of it . . . He would . . . dip his head when the time came, acknowledge another loss in a life spent losing each fight he took on.
Chris Whitaker, from All the Colors of the Dark
Carley Summer
I want someone who admires me with the same intensity as they admire the moon and the stars.