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Ive Swallowed Sandpaper

“I’ve swallowed sandpaper

and it’s scouring my throat

of anything I’ve confessed

in bad faith; etching templates

of prayers as repentance.”

-EL

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10 years ago

“The thick silence

furnished the room

with textures and layers

of movement. Hushed

hums of the AC

turning on and off

again are paced in six

minute increments.

Muted conversations

on the TV screen

end with kisses

to fill the night.

Faint creaks from sturdy walls

and old floorboards

crawl through the

stillness. Rattles

from the ceiling fan

travel, spin,

and seep in

the thick silence,

furnishing the room;

and I thought, for a second,

I heard you.

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duherica

10 years ago

“You don’t know

how weary you are

until your skin

is strewn with

goosebumps

as hot water

streams down

your aching legs.

Grime

and emotional baggage

formed throughout the day

pool at your feet

only to become

yet another

distant memory.

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duherica

10 years ago

"Same insides"

“It’s strange how one person with the same insides as anyone else could destroy you or at least  has the ability to.  I felt like a bruised fruit. I felt as if I had expired and there was no longer any use for me.  Like any other spoiled fruit you tossed me away.  Maybe I still had that sweet desirable flavor you craved left in me but  you wouldn’t know.  You gave up. You threw me away. Someone wrote “The axe forgets; the tree remembers.”  I am that fruit that grew upon that tree that you took your axe to and  forgot.  So I will forgive, but I will always remember.” • bmf / ‘15 (The girl who had her heart broken the weekend before Valentine’s Day)

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duherica

10 years ago

Thank you for taking the time to look at my writing 😘 Love your blog btw xxx

Of course! Well thank you! You're so sweet! =)

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duherica

10 years ago

“Dance in the midst

of the night,

under the stars’

glimmering lights.”

-EL

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