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plain daisies and water

a camera, a daughter

someone should help her

Hope is the thing with feathers

That perches in the soul

And sings the tune

and never stops, at all

-Emily Dickinson

I wish it were easier, i really do.

if you care to notice, things are simply wonderful

what if you can’t breathe?

All of these little libraries, like moments frozen in time. Maybe i don’t love them just because of the books, maybe its the messages they send

a hidden world we can’t destroy, if only ours were the same

inhale. exhale.

the smallest things can be the breaking or the making of a person

there are nails stabbed in her

pain laced through her

the world has broken her down

the sky is breaking

with pain of our making

all of us have broken her down

Que sera, sera

from the perspective of the living

Rush