Aina Breistein

Aina Breistein

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The fragile glass of her living had exploded, leaving shards in the hearts of all of us. But now everyone was gone, and it was just me, knees in the dirt that covered her bones, staring at dead bouquets and wondering why someone decided that flowers were meant to be lovely. -Amethyst

The fragile glass of her living had exploded, leaving shards in the hearts of all of us. But now everyone was gone, and it was just me, knees in the dirt that covered her bones, staring at dead bouquets and wondering why someone decided that flowers were meant to be lovely. -Amethyst

If you cannot be a poet, be the poem.

If you cannot be a poet, be the poem.

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If you cannot be a poet, be the poem.

If you cannot be a poet, be the poem.

If you cannot be a poet, be the poem.

If you cannot be a poet, be the poem.

Favorite, Erin Hanson

Favorite, Erin Hanson

Erin Hanson

Erin Hanson

Thunder and Lightning. www.thepoeticunderground.com #poem #poetry

Thunder and Lightning. www.thepoeticunderground.com #poem #poetry