Month: November 2015

  • PROMISES

    PROMISES

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    raetherainbow
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    I have been holding lit cigarettes between my fingers hoping to feel the burnt of my heart in my lungs I  have been trying to forget the smell that lingers hoping to forget how heavenly you felt in my toungue I have been walking leaving a trial of ashes behind wherever I go hoping that…

  • POTS AND PANS

    POTS AND PANS

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    by

    raetherainbow
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    They said pots and pans were all that could define my potential little did they know their words were prisons that locked me away from my progress I was less than a person More than a caged parrot their actions pricked me like pins their limits made me powerless little did they know all this…