Mountain of Adamant

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A tiny flame of hope;

flickering past the midnight moon

she is my back bone

she is my mountain of Adamant.

A soothing salve;

over my battered soul

She keeps me whole

she is my mountain of Adamant.

Staunch believer of mine;

in more ways than one

she helps me soar

she is my mountain of Adamant.

She is the calm before the storm;

and also the rain afterwards

gnarly, withstanding all

she forever will be my mountain of Adamant.

 

 

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“She and I are love and war. Peace and violence. I have taught her how to be a worse person, and she’s taught me how to be a better one. I fuel her hate, and she fuels my love. 
I’ve torn the world apart and now I need my queen to help me stitch humanity back together, and my heart along with it.” 

The Queen of All That Lives (LAURA THALASSA)

 

Please, do talk about me when I am gone.

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When I am gone, gloriously but in a hush

When all that is left will be the memories

Reminding you of the good and bad days alike

Where we laughed and cried, then laughed some more

Where we made love and fought, then kissed some more

Where I was all you wanted and all that you craved

Please, do talk about me when I am gone.

 

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“If you desired someone, if he comforted you, if you thought he might leech the poison out of your heart, was that love? Or only desperation?”

Cruel Beauty (Rosamund Hodge)

Lost

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I Lost; you and something more

I lost the fluttering of heartbeat

The stuttering of first ‘I love you’

I lost the anticipation of first kiss

The sweet relief of reciprocation

 

I Lost; you and something more.

I lost the ease of blind faith

The luxury of honest words

I lost the dewy eyed filter of my eyes

The innocence of a never broken heart.

 

But

I gained; myself and something more.

I gained the salve of self love

The will for setting free.

 

Maybe I loved and lost

but amidst the chaos, I found “me”

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“I needed him just like I needed air…a little bit over and over again just to survive”

The Mason List ( S.D. HENDRICKSON)