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the sky restarts, fading to grey before surging with brilliant colors

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It wasn't until my life fell apart that I learned to love the way  the sky would crack apart,  howl in rage  and weep.  Because I realized that if the world could succumb to agony and find its light again,  then maybe I could too.

shattered skies ( S.D ) 

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I cannot say for certain if I would meet you all over again or not at all. Because our tangled past is so much larger than a single moment of meeting. You are no longer the sole carrier of my heart, but you hold a piece of it all the same and I would not be who I am today if you had not taken it. And I'm still discovering who she is.

she could be the one i dream of ( S.D )

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Sometimes even the stars cannot scrub the loneliness  that's stitched into my soul.

sometimes it’s too fathomless to purge ( S.D ) 

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In the end, he looked at her and knew her heart was made up of nebulas and her eyes of starlight and the only place she'd ever feel at home is among galaxies.

S.D // the earth cannot contain her soul

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She allowed  the words to contaminate her soul  until it  was rotten and hollow.

S.D // where is strength? 

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When I look at you all I want to do is scream," she whispered. And it was true. When she looked at him their happiest moments played out in her mind. They were always quickly followed by all the ones that left her feeling ruined on the inside. Ones like when she would eagerly wait for him to come home, welcome him with a kiss and watch him leave not a half hour later without any hesitation. She had refused to see it then, but now she saw in perfect clarity that she no longer mattered to him and the series of moments that led to this moment sank into her bones. "Because you once meant the world to me and you ruined him." "Him?" He asked.  The scream swelled in her throat and as her fingers curled into fists they left imprints of her grief upon her palms. "Who you used to be. He was a different man."  And of course, of course he remained silent because it was like she had drowned before him while he stood above her and held her head below the surface. "But I'm beginning to realize he never existed.

S.D // excerpt from a book i’ll never write #3 // washed away

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"Do you miss me?" The question is asked innocently even though they both know there's a weight behind it, one they can neither deny or ignore. They try anyway. "I miss who you were before it all went to hell."

S.D // excerpt from a story i’ll never write #3 

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She can’t help but stare into his eyes, knowing she will not find what she desires most but desperately hoping she will be wrong. “You know they say there are infinite universes... maybe we’re just in the wrong one,” she says. He shatters her with three words,  "No, we’re not."

S.D // excerpt from a book i’ll never write #2

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They swear to you that he too grieves the loss of the love you used to share, but as you pick up the pieces of your life and you witness the way his shoulders lift with relief you know they are false. For you slowly had become the tension that lined his shoulders, the burden that ruined his posture and now that your lives were no longer tangled he stood tall and beautiful and free.

S.D // love leaves devastation 

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“What makes you say I’m lonely?” she asks and he looks at her as if there’s a war raging within her soul.  “Because if I told you I loved you, you would call me a liar,” he answers.  She tilts her head, “Aren’t you?” The smile that tugs at his lips is hallow when he whispers, “No, but I wish I was.”

S.D // excerpt from a book i’ll never write #1

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you are luminous searing space so that it’s known you exist that you belong among giants

S.D // scraps of poetry that will never be #2 // birth

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There is nothing but tranquility, soft moments tangled in sheets as the sky restarts, fading to grey before surging with brilliant colors. Our breath mingles, chests rise jointly and I know I am home

S.D // scraps of poetry that will never be #2 // curtains. 

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you are born among wreckage, a force to be reckoned with the moment you ignited thunderously

S.D // scraps of poetry that will never be #1 // beginnings