“The rose is broken, and where it fell is black blood.”
— Amy Lowell, from The Complete Poetical Works of A. L.; “Lead Soldiers,”
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“The rose is broken, and where it fell is black blood.”
— Amy Lowell, from The Complete Poetical Works of A. L.; “Lead Soldiers,”
“Her blood-colored sadness,”
— Bai Juyi, tr. by Burton Watson, from The Columbia Book of Chinese Poetry; “The Traveler’s Moon,”
I can smell autumn dancing in the breeze.
The sweet chill of pumpkin and crisp sunburnt leaves.
~Ann Drake, 2013
You fell in love with my flowers but not with my roots. So then when autumn came you didn’t know what to do.
“Not another soul could love you like my rotten bones do.”
— The Spirit of Jazz by TGA
We had nothing to lose, but we lost it anyway.
(via teacup13)
I don’t want to fall in love anymore, I feel like I’m constantly repeating myself; telling people my favourite songs, showing them my favourite movies and TV shows, my favourite colour, places I like to visit, just everything. And I’m tired of repeating myself, I don’t have the energy anymore. I want someone who already knows that a particular song is my favourite because it makes me cry happy tears, I want someone who knows that this movie is my favourite, because one of my earliest memories was watching it as a kid, when we were still a family. I don’t want to give people parts of me only for them to become a stranger again, It’s not fair. I’m tired
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…the blood of roses, splashed with the blood of angels, and of demons.
Carl Sandburg, from The Complete Poems; “Love Is a Deep and a Dark and a Lonely,” (via violentwavesofemotion)
there is not a soul on this earth that is perfect. there are no feet that have not stumbled and no eyes that have not cried. there are no lights that have not flickered and no flowers that have not dried. there is not a soul on this earth that is perfect.
please don’t be so hard on yourself.
by shelby leigh
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you washed over me like a wave of darkness and still expected me to light the sky for you.
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They promise me the world will keep on spinning without you, but honestly, that is what worries me most.
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