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Daily Deviation

Daily Deviation

January 17, 2014
defeathered by intricately-ordinary
Featured by BeccaJS
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and this is where we bury our hearts,
between self-defeating personality disorders
and burnt bridges and midnight ramblings
we promise ourselves aren’t true;
embedding our memories in forsaken homes
like it is a conscious decision to shed
our wings (reptiles don’t fly)

and maybe I am the monster of every
myth: wide-eyed and jagged toothed and
looking to regain a piece of myself the
world borrowed, many moons ago

as I falter and stumble over my own unaware
feet, wreaking havoc, reeking of self-acquittal--

all I ever wanted to do was belong.

dreams are flaws much like the hearts we
flaunt on our sleeves, and I seem to
have lent all mine away; I am

something entirely ignorant, in the dark,
believing fingers fumbling can find answers.
they never told me reflections are backwards
and the world spins the wrong way and
hurricanes are really an embodiment
of all our own withdrawals:

but one day, these walls will crumble,
and I will learn to breathe in dust.
(goose bumps)


I had writer's block. So the first thing I did was go and read ~featherback's work :meow: this is a tribute to her. She is simply one of the loveliest people alive.
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NotenSMSK's avatar
This is a rather interesting work. Since It has been... well long since I commented on your works and knowing that you don't like critiques - I would say that I did understand the general feel of the poem and I like it. The ending was the most well writen part.

Over all a fine poem. keep writing.