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I Am Not Hungry
i am not hungry
just not full
and oh
what it is like to be insatiable
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More Posts from Wisp-of-thought
The most selfish thing I have ever done is forgive you. Stopped picking fights just to stab you with the parts of me you shattered.
You cry me symphonies but I have never had much of an ear for music. Our desire dripping on carpet; harmonies in dissonance.
I dye my blood your favorite colour before I slit my soul open but you still don't come to the funeral. I told you once that I had poems running in my veins for you and you tore me open as I slept and drank me dry.
I tell myself it is not your fault you do not know how to be loved. And how often it is lost on us that nightmares are dreams too.
~what a miracle it is to hate you now
and look at us
with our man-made streetlight stars
violently tearing open the dark
drowning out any notion of anything
not crafted by our own
will and want and fear
and look at us
wishing on shooting street light stars
we pass on the drive home
hoping for things we are told to want
making wishes that aren't really ours
longing for dreams only seen in the distance
illuminated by the glow of the city
Isn't she beautiful? This girl that you think I am.
Readers: *thinking there isint going to be anymore sexy times in demon realms after the ridiculousness that ensued with the crinkle of foil and a particular cavern in City of Heavenly Fire*
Cassie Clare (writing TLBOTW): *evil chuckle*
PSA: Mortal queens of faerieland like to wear their boyfreind's husband's hoodies too ♡