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i know there's a promise land, and this isn't it.

Cold stones sink into my stomach
Butterflies break through my chest

Canyons run where my heart should be
Wind stops and rushes in short bursts
Scattering the dust that had finally settled

Meadows burning in a blaze of fire
But wildflowers dance in the flames

The broken shards of what I used to feel
Reflect colour spectrums in the light

There are dark clouds dancing in the sky
Thunder roaring in my throat
My words scorch the living and burn
Lightning strikes from my lips

The approaching hurricane in paradise

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  • glitterydoom
    September 29

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    wierd but amazing
    I love the last line so much.

    as well as the lines
    'My words scorch the living and burn
    Lightning strikes from my lips'

    keep writing.