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manjehaal · 2 years
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Meirl
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manjehaal · 3 years
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Neon Artillery
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Red Ume
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manjehaal · 3 years
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Come, rest near 
I am starved of touch 
My longing to be near you burns through the mediocrity 
My willing soul just wants to breathe the same air as you 
If my hand could touch your clothing 
If my eyes could meet your eyes of blaze for just one time 
I would be satisfied 
Or maybe I'm a foolish child with empty promises 
I'd likely take your gaze, your touch, your voice, your presence, your kindness 
Take it for granted 
And be on my knees 
Bloody and broken 
Please, please 
I long for you 
I long for you 
I've already forgotten that I've had you 
You kissed my forehead one night when I wasn't paying you any attention 
And yet I sit on the floor and my eyes are red 
I say, "Why don't you kiss me?" 
And you kiss me again 
But I slumber 
I laugh at the thought of your nearness 
Reality is a foreigner 
I am your scarlet letter 
My hands and feet are dipped in blood 
You washed me up in the kitchen sink
and you wore my blood stains like badges of honor
Your eyes were fire on me as I complained about your distance 
You stood back and crossed your arms 
You smiled still 
I wondered why you left 
I merely needed to turn around! 
Not even much effort 
I could have seen you 
But I crawled into bed and I missed your arms wrapped around me 
I imagined a different man and I wept in jealousy as I saw another love you 
Today I stood in a crowded room and my eyes dripped of acid 
You came and sat with me and my mind told me you were missing 
You touched me 
I flinched 
Twisted that silver on my ring finger 
I could light candles 
Set the mood 
Stir up the atmosphere until my posture is right 
I could invite you to come and I'd wait on the front porch for you to pull up 
All along you sit beside me begging me to look at you 
"Love, I'm holding your hand" 
He's not coming 
"Love, open your eyes" 
He's never coming 
"Love, love, love" 
I step away from the porch and my bare feet tiptoe over dirt still muddied 
I sink until my legs are dark and dripping 
he doesn't love me 
His heart breaks yet again 
I bury my face in the dirt and I say it again
Come, rest near  
I am starved of touch 
J.N.
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manjehaal · 3 years
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the uwu jumped out
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manjehaal · 3 years
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Hawaiian Fire Breathers
Watercolor, Gouache and Ink on Cotton Paper
2019, 5"x 7"
Red Hibiscuses
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manjehaal · 3 years
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manjehaal · 3 years
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manjehaal · 3 years
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Wild Roses, 1890, Vincent van Gogh
Medium: oil,canvas
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manjehaal · 3 years
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manjehaal · 3 years
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You think the only people who are people are the people who look and think like you. But if you walk the footsteps of a stranger, you’ll learn things you never knew, you never knew…
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manjehaal · 3 years
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for @thatwasthenightthingschanged
let the flood carry away all my pictures of you 🥀
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manjehaal · 3 years
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you weren’t mine to lose, no...
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