Thursday, November 17, 2016

Shattered into galaxies....the moon rises when the earth falls

Oh, the broken parts of me....how they look like diamonds.

Beaten and dragged through the darkness, blood smearing like paint across the canvas.
What magnificent art I shall be.

This masterpiece is almost finished....and even as this soul, mind, and body gets tossed about.....
there's nothing that can keep the corner of my mouth from raising a tad.
For she knows what's coming...even if the rest of her can't quite grasp the truth of it.

Perhaps the idea that waiting until the new year to begin a resolution....a revelation would suffice....
but the truth is....
this one is a rebel.... and she says it will happen now.

The truth is....
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