by Rachel Lynch
there is a certain darkness to these things, the people that take before they learn what comes with time.
i have been pulled by the strings of the selfish, a victim of my own innocence.
man conquers, but he does not give back.
who starts a fire just to let it go out?
i want to hear you go inside yourself, empty halls that echo a driving madness.
a destructive force that you never cared to master,
i wouldn’t want to be like you.
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by Rachel Lynch
by Rachel Lynch
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by Rachel Lynch
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by Rachel Lynch
“you cause arrows to fall short,
and force demons to disperse,
and if Lucifer fears the swift drying of tears,
then for evil,
you could not be worse.”
by Rachel Lynch
by Rachel Lynch
there’s moonlight in her eyes.
her floating’s coming to an end.
she takes a step to leave romanticism,
but it always pulls her back in.
is it yes or is it no,
so many things to so many people.
a life like her’s is hard to find,
a brave girl living her truth, amongst the blind.
by Rachel Lynch
by Rachel Lynch
angels in santa monica, calmness in the storm.
wild and dancing free, winter sand between our feet.
run away, i will understand.
keep the evenings long, i’m here to heal.
some days it’s hard not shine.
