A biography for Kellie Elmorehasn’t been written yet.
“I am but a firefly caught in his jar and when he looks at me, I can’t help but glow.”
“It...whatever 'it' is, has swallowed me and I lie here in the pit of its cold dark stomach being eaten alive by its bile and I...I don't even know if I want to be saved.”
“The train blows through towndelivering reality,slapping my face and screaming,“You are alone”Rose colored memories drown,taking their last breath.”
“...and I laugh and I spin and dance and frolic in ecstasy and I... I hurt no more, while you...you petrified little man, are left to wonder if it's you I speak of.”
“Poetry will die when love and pain cease to exist.”
“...and the smoke that creeps off the tip of my cigarette and into the dim, scattered strands of light leaking off the moon, in through the clefts in the curtains, is much like my spirit trying to escape the burn of yesterday's presence.”
“I don't want someone to believe my lies, I need someone to accept my truths.”
“...and should I die in her care, I would leave smiling because, I will linger in the hills beside her...”
“Love is the castle, doubt is the moat, desire is the paddle and hope is the boat.”
“Hold love like a butterfly, with gentle preservation. Hold life like the reigns of a wild stallion, with fierce assertion. Encompass that, and you find the nectar of the immortal spirit.”
“Watch me go. Watch me. Because you said i couldn't. Because you thought I wouldn't. Go on, cry now. Cry.”
“Sing me a love song in a slow, southern drawl to the tune of sunny days...”
“Resting on the roots of this old oak I lean back against his knotted trunk, shine my granny smith on my sleeve And ponder the days…”
“I miss your face. That big bright smile. You always had it, in any weather. It's hard for me to find one these days. These cold November days. Except when I think of you.”
“Life is like a steering wheel, it only takes one small move to change your entire direction.”
“What a more beautiful world this would be if we didn't wait til people were dead before we honored their spirit.”
“Maybe Heaven will be a library. Then I will be able to finish my to-read list.”
“Sometimes the only way to ever find yourself is to get completely lost.”
“Social media has infected the world with a sickening virus called vanity.”
“Oh, those warm days of stumbling words; blinded eyes, embracing in sweet slow dances and sipping courage from a bottle for sneaking kisses.”