The Infinite Starr

self reclamation

  • The Eyes That Remember

    It’s all in the eyes.That shimmer before the storm.The quiet confession no lips could ever make.You can read a lifetime there—Pain layered with pride,strength trembling beneath soft defeat.The eyes don’t lie,even when the mouth is busy telling stories. There’s anger in them too,and love that once tried to save the world.Lust, that wild animal that…

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  • The Bed I Made

    This is my voice—the one you didn’t want to hear. The one you said tore holes in your calm, wounded your ego (you called it your heart), and echoed too close to your truth. I am the voice you silenced while pretending to listen, the one that whispered wake up while you slept soundly in…

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