#lost heart

[sleepingprayer]

[lastleafuponthetree]

[roxynani9292]

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[mvaljean525]

I am the heart of a murdered woman who took the wrong way home who was strangled in a vacant lot and not buried who was shot with care beneath a tree who was mutilated by a crisp knife. There are many of us.

I grew feathers and tore my way out of her; I am shaped like a feathered heart. My mouth is a chisel, my hands the crimes done by hands.

I sit in the forest talking of death which is monotonous: though there are many ways of dying there is only one death song, the colour of mist: it says   Why   Why

I do not want revenge, I do not want expiation, I only want to ask someone how I was lost, how I was lost

I am the lost heart of a murderer who has not yet killed, who does not yet know he wishes to kill; who is still the same as the others

I am looking for him, he will have answers for me, he will watch his step, he will be cautious and violent, my claws will grow through his hands and become claws, he will not be caught.

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Owl Song

Margaret Atwood  (B.1939)

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Graphic - Evangeline Gallagher

[callmebymym]

“Be careful of the curse that falls on young lovers”

Lost Heart a Jake Kiszka Alternative Universe Fan Fiction by @tlexx

*Vampire!Jake Kiszka

[cuddle-pubble]

I like to think of life like I’m walking on the beach, collecting moments in the shape of seashells and each one is unquie and every seashells has a story to tell and every once in a while I find one that’s extra special . Maybe it’s the shape or it’s so yellow. And I think one of those seashells was the moment I met you.

[thestardusttwins]

Thief! Thief! Bring back my heart!

-Dusk