Stricken

Stricken

A Poem by beautifulblade
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6/12/15

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Dark purple pinwheels
spin in open waters,
wait for winds to push
their arms towards
the end of eternity.
They are bound to
the earth by brokenness
amidst chaos of
bleeding hurricanes
and laboring tornadoes --
forever reaching for
infinity but falling
back upon themselves.

© 2015 beautifulblade


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Added on December 2, 2015
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beautifulblade
beautifulblade

MN



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My name is Mariah Lichty. I'm 20 years old and have been writing for around six years. more..

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