Bea Hayden

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She is vibrancy.

She's like looking at the sun.
You know the sheer detriment, but you're
...

Reverberating a melancholy hush
As if the world lay in a period of
pausation that excludes myself,
she sits endearingly before me.
...

I want to bore a hole in my neck so that
the birds can live inside of it,
bathe in the arterial bath,
seek shelter within a being that Never
...

But how,
How can emptiness grow?
There is no substance to it but it
seems to spread like smoke in a
...

A soft plume rises from your wet lips
and dissipates slowly.
Through the icy windows a
Willow can be seen-
...

6.

The wind is soft,
teasing your hair with the repercussions
of a far away god whispering
~bliss~
...

Your lips
the most captivating web
I almost forget who has spun it.
...

My heart snapped.
A perpetual consciousness of the
moment
you walk through a spider's web.
...

i shone brighter the instant that I saw you.
ive been shining brighter ever since.

even though you, you
...

and its sad.

you were supposed to grow with me
...

the darkness consumes everything
my fingers fall before my face,
somewhere
and im left to stumble through the black ocean of particles senselessly
...

I feel so unsteady,
Like rock music is blaring in my head at
Odd intervals,
like I may paint my entire body blue, or
...

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She Is Vibrancy - The Sun Is Setting

She is vibrancy.

She's like looking at the sun.
You know the sheer detriment, but you're
Caught
Fixated on the blazing gold capsule.

Metaphorically, shes the paperflower.
It's petals resembling the colors of a once
shimmering lake.
But it's quick to crumble,
its scent a pungent odor that
strains all senses.
How could something so beautiful create such a stench?

She's the supermarket.
Overwhelming,
Full of life,
Exhausting,
Bright,
and makes sure you never leave empty
handed,
-whether that's beneficial or not-

She's your favorite CD.
You know, the one you've listened to
Over
and
Over
Initially so careful with
but slowly and unintentionally,
you stripped it of its novelty
revealing the scratched piece of plastic
that it truly is.
The fragile, most worthless, coveted item that you
own.

She's the most gorgeous fall sunset.
As every color seeps from her skin,
the cicadas sing,
and you find your eyes dry
as you have
forgotten to blink,
Afraid that the projection before you may
dissipate
If you even think about closing your eyes,
Suddenly,
she's dark.

She is vibrancy.

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