“Let us break the rules Of beauty”, she whispered In my ear. Let us stop swathing our faces With anti-aging, And fairness creams That promise to make Our skin glow. Let us show the world That beauty hides In the wrinkles on your skin, And … Continue reading Rules of beauty.
Today, I mixed
A bit of
Your memories
With the watercolours
And painted
Poetry
On the walls-
No one knows
Why the walls
Glow
At night.
-The Girl Lost In The Bookstore
This makes no sense, but okay.
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The world sells destruction. And, I eat it for breakfast. My home. No, not a home. My house is too small to fit in all my anger and destruction. I see it leaking. Cutting the sunlight in two. I sold my soul to the devil … Continue reading Destruction.
Anacampserote- something that can bring back a lost love
In the place
Where our dreams
And realities collide,
In the spaces
Between each minute,
In the magic
That resides
Within your words-
That’s where
You’ll find me.
That’s where
I’ll be waiting.
-The Girl Lost In The Bookstore
I know this is shit, and I apologize.
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