Claire Keane
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“one last time those 22 phones held up a light one last time those 22 voices screamed lyrics one last time those 22 people held nothing but love in their eyes one last time those 22 people took a breath.”
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22 b.k.d
my heart is in pieces
two years later. we heal but we do not forget.
“one last time those 22 phones held up a light one last time those 22 voices screamed lyrics one last time those 22 people held nothing but love in their eyes one last time those 22 people took a breath.”
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22 b.k.d
my heart is in pieces
a year on and the heartache is healing, but the suffering continues
the frost
might freeze the ground
that weathers our steps;
might kill the flowers
that remind you so dearly of a time before;
might slow down a world
we want to live in.
but darling,
it could never freeze
or kill
or slow
my heart
that beats for you.
frozen
it might not matter in 30 years,
but it matters now
laying here
with tears on my cheeks
and your name on my lips
72 is not enough
one last time those 22 phones held up a light one last time those 22 voices screamed lyrics one last time those 22 people held nothing but love in their eyes one last time those 22 people took a breath.
22 b.k.d
my heart is in pieces
(via starryeyedwords)
six months on and our hearts are still healing from the heavy ache of the lives manchester are still missing
bring me brown hair
bring me eyes i can drown in
bring me lips i can sip poison from
bring me life
and
bring me death.
-a significant other
i may never be
the strong one
the pretty one
the trusted one
the liked one
but
i am me
and
i am
good enough.
-in my own way
five letters. gain it, and you’re in. lose it, and you’re out.
What am I?
sparks light up her eyes as they feast on the beauty that lays before her
Feast
it’ll be you
and you
and only
you
-forever and always
i have fallen in love with an angel. my heart beats with their wings, their halo casting light over my dark heart, my heart soaring with every second
Heartbreak Awaits
silence shattered; the whisper of your name falling from my mouth
Break
a mischievous grin painted your face as the lights of the ferris wheel reflected in his eyes, a million stars meeting yours.
Fairground
wristbands spread up my arms, a fabric loop each with their own memories soaked up into them, the atmosphere stuck within the tiny threads, sewing together a story of some of the best nights in my life.
Concerts
Sometimes, I think of the sun and moon as lovers who rarely meet. Always chasing, and almost always missing one another. But once in a while they do catch up, and they kiss, leaving the world staring in awe of their eclipse. So maybe you’re the sun and I’m the moon, and we were never meant to collide. But wouldn’t it be spectacular if we did?
Collision
Masterpiece written for a friend who then produced this for me 💗
blurred orange, pink, blue; the soul dyed with the colour of the music, painting her, a sunset, a masterpiece
Art