I'm listening,
helpless and hushed-
trying to let your truth drown out the nonsense.
Waiting for that tangled mess that took my tongue,
that fed me fear, to sink-
weighed down by your words.
The ones you whispered,
the ones you screamed,
and the ones you mouthed-
just hoping that I saw.
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- carly
- pittsburgh, pennsylvania, United States
- i'm not like that. except when i am.
in someone else's words...
"You will hear thunder and remember me,
And think: she wanted storms.
The rim of the sky will be the color of hard crimson,
And your heart, as it was then, will be on fire."
Anna Akhmatova
And think: she wanted storms.
The rim of the sky will be the color of hard crimson,
And your heart, as it was then, will be on fire."
Anna Akhmatova
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