{"id":1534,"date":"2020-08-19T23:11:34","date_gmt":"2020-08-20T04:11:34","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/loveyoustrong.us\/?p=1534"},"modified":"2020-08-19T23:28:03","modified_gmt":"2020-08-20T04:28:03","slug":"wish-upon-a-scar","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/loveyoustrong.us\/index.php\/2020\/08\/19\/wish-upon-a-scar\/","title":{"rendered":"Wish upon a scar."},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">When you wish upon a scar you magnify the little pieces of the world that splinter my skin in a dream, could it seem that the rush wrapped tightly, binding, around and around constrict the hours of all that I am? In between the stars and sin are the recipes stirring, the meld of society, time and wasted youth. I know the truth, I spoke too soon. Too eager to burn and wring, to make it a point. To present to you the faces peeled in apple skins, in twisting cores and when I flip my hair out of my eyes and look at you that way, I&#8217;ve traveled too far. It&#8217;s just a reflection and any remedies considered don&#8217;t exist and there I am, in between the stars and sin. All feathered up here and coasting, all whispered in satin tongue. It&#8217;s like a surge of all the bluest oceans screaming. And the pretty fields on fire, I&#8217;ve misplaced my desire and untied tales now swim alone.                                  It&#8217;s a shied reality in little boxes breathing, bare in all it&#8217;s honesty,                                                  how absurd that I&#8217;m still here. Breathing, bathing, watching.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" width=\"1024\" height=\"767\" src=\"http:\/\/loveyoustrong.us\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/08\/IMG_3764-1024x767.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-1536\" srcset=\"https:\/\/loveyoustrong.us\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/08\/IMG_3764-1024x767.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/loveyoustrong.us\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/08\/IMG_3764-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/loveyoustrong.us\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/08\/IMG_3764-768x576.jpg 768w, https:\/\/loveyoustrong.us\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/08\/IMG_3764-1536x1151.jpg 1536w, https:\/\/loveyoustrong.us\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/08\/IMG_3764-2048x1535.jpg 2048w, https:\/\/loveyoustrong.us\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/08\/IMG_3764-1920x1439.jpg 1920w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px\" \/><\/figure>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>When you wish upon a scar you magnify the little pieces of the world that splinter my skin in a dream, could it seem that&hellip;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":16,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[6],"tags":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveyoustrong.us\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1534"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveyoustrong.us\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveyoustrong.us\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveyoustrong.us\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/16"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveyoustrong.us\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1534"}],"version-history":[{"count":12,"href":"https:\/\/loveyoustrong.us\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1534\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1547,"href":"https:\/\/loveyoustrong.us\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1534\/revisions\/1547"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveyoustrong.us\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1534"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveyoustrong.us\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1534"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveyoustrong.us\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1534"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}