Category: art
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Closest Distance
Chastened chest Constricted congestion, Coughing up confessions Of fermented love For you. The contagious Brightness of your eyes Compete with The wildfires of mine Time and time Again We lose seconds When choosing our First choice last.
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Petals + Leaves
Hugs — To embrace space is to hug infinity What they don’t tell you about the expansion journey…They say that you can’t take items with you and that some people won’t be able to join you in where you’re going. What they fail to inform you is that some of those people includes all of…
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Shimmering Lender
Light shimmered on the Things I have shadowed… How can there be suchGlimmering, Glinting off of Hallowed gallows? Heavy hangs the head Whose mind Is light.Do I swallow regret Or Do I follow the trail Of Sorrows?Begging the Creator As if a “Lender” For tomorrow? From whom am I borrowing?
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My Turn
So I kept scouring,Seeking out beauty capableOf placating the gentleHum of pain inside. When the loopsOf nooses beganTo resemble acrobaticHoops,I laughed in Pain’s face. It was finally my turnTo tell her,“Don’t take it so seriously.”
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Transmuted ambiguity into blossoms that Smell better than abandonment.
And that’s okay baby,You’re on your path.You’re not ready to be seenWhile I’m ready to be felt. When riptides collide with undercurrentsThundering like torrential mercenaries…Nothing on you…However, this heart is not availableFor target practice. I’d rather be at peace with myselfVersus at war with the world.Than to be at peace with the worldAnd at war…
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Get Well Soon • Art: @ccireland_art
I know you won’t see this letter because you’re off somewhere trying to get better… I hope you know you haven’t faded behind your demons’ shadows and that someone unconditionally loves you. I heard our song today, and was stung by jagged memories poisoned with nostalgia, I could taste your name in the corner of…
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All You Can Do is Laugh
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in art, independent, journaling, mental health, poetry, self care, self help, Uncategorized, writer, zineCrazy what happens when you get off your clown shit and get promoted to ringleader. I take joy in being a traveling circus.
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Full of Yourself…as Opposed to Who?
“You’re so full of yourself!” Like it’s a bad thing. Have they ever taken a moment to think about what the fuck that even means? I now love to respond with, “As opposed to who? Who else am I supposed to be full of? Beyoncé? I am proud and only wish to be full and…
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in art, independent, journaling, mental health, poetry, self care, self help, Uncategorized, writer, zineFuck you. And also, fuck me too. We’re not in this life together but that doesn’t mean we can’t come together. Turn the petty to prosperous.