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I make new hues from my blue 

Grey seeping through sleeping skin

Wide eyed with the anxiety hard wired into

The brain that holds the home of a body

I can’t find a home in

Sickening stomach twisting

Love and hate are not opposites

(not even close)

Because lover,

                          Oh,

It is 4 in the morning and I am alone.

I sit my sadness on the willow tree.

And the Earth is covered in a thousand shards of heaven;

Like a kaleidoscope, rainbows fall through the trees.

No school today,

For the first time since December

It's been five months,

Almost half a year,

Yet the snow falls,

We ripped March off the calendar

Yet the snow falls,

The snow melted in February,

First came the ballgowns and the beheadings.

Six wives of Henry the eighth, and divorce or death were brought upon all but one...

If love was a garden, I’d let it grow wild

Because what use is love that’s tamed?

There, the honeybees would be the messengers, passing letters of sweet nothings from the sun to the flower’s soft buds