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Floating in the midst...
between candy-cotton clouds
and dark dense fog
The irony; the contradiction
So sweet, so innocent
as she remembers, long ago...
hardened by a cruel world,
someone she shouldn't have become
Unrecognisable
The radar - picking up signals
that could be easily overlooked...
Always looking for the best in people
only to be disappointed once more...
The Ugliness, in humanity.
Cajoled, torn, weather-worn
as an oyster secretes armour
to become the pearl,
and black carbon
under extreme heat and pressure
when manipulated,
sparkles as a diamond.
Should she thank them?
For in her darkest hours -
just when she needed them most
she stood alone - as it had always been
in desolation, beyond desperation
suffering in the realms of silence,
and those that will never know...
D.C.M
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Black Lavender 🪻
I love this ! So beautiful 💜💜💜
Thank you so much!
It was one of those moments of 'automatic writing' where it spilled onto the page with little editing. Yet I've had writer's block for so long Lol
by Clara of Spacehaze; ; Report