I couldn't read the looks he gave himself in mirrors but there was an insurmountable burn in his cheeks when his eyes met Logan's. Like a connection split. Then I discovered he'd taken the toilet paper from his stall.

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The skies detailed more than sparks in your eyes, the unending candles they are. You mark the world with light on every kind gaze—but such aren't given free and the same fires can punish evil doings and their charade.

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I came upon a lush patch of wildflowers amid brumal icing sugar. My hands brushed against its hues while the falling sky speckled my face, soft & brief as cotton candy on warm tongues & somehow just as sweet. You became spring matter.

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Heart a sparrow w/ broken wing,
framed, her body,
masked little thing,
maturing mind sculpted
w/ spoonful of madness,
years pleasing for none,
sad she is.
Though part grown,
a smile lies a while,
small girl,
big style.

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"I became a child with curtained eyes, picturing everything in sanguine manner while the world's monstrous ways kept their relentless bridging of life and its spills."
"You're dead, aren't you?"

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I see charm in dreams,
wonders we tread
no matter how weary
the hope in our wounds,
fusing divides
before falls inhibit
going support,
diving,
catching dires
to create an "it"
needed to triumph
sleepless art.
Peace is wise there.

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Forevers unfurl in tremendous breath
on heights we see whole,
crystal wings echoing,
love ballooned again
on singing hearts' call.
Modern angels
warm our hands
in their pockets
when life is cold,
thawing hope
where we go.

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