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Altprime
25/F
I’ll love you in Latin We’ll speak in English And that will be that.
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Sep 3, 2024
Sep 3, 2024 at 2:43 PM UTC
Lingering Evidence
tonight you raised a glass and carried a laugh to highly revered names ears buzzed to their voices You stood and told the story of how the fall of creation was not the taste of a forbidden fruit but was the threat of a being so whole the gods split it in two. it was the birth of man, the enduring search for the other half of our whole being. and i am told of this secondhandedly reveling in the light in your smile of how you leaned on your brother’s shoulder drinking away being sober And when your words spilled their eyes gripped onto your every syllable full with the richness of your voice hungry for answers and questions clipping at their tongues. tonight while everyone toasted you i am thinking of how we are one in each other and wonder if my half is real in you if we have completed the part of the search to seek the other out knowing if we’d split we would fall apart.   i wonder, if being closer to you, is ruling over the god that split us in two? - e. m. h.
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Aug 7, 2021
Aug 7, 2021 at 10:34 PM UTC
Aristophanes' dark lover
"If you'll still have me, I'd still like to hang out with you.' What's it like to give me your hand only to take it in the morning? Does it satisfy your thirst to leave me in mourning?
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Mar 11, 2021
Mar 11, 2021 at 9:13 PM UTC
Car Conversations
Made the mistake of loving you Now I’m paying in blood
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Mar 6, 2021
Mar 6, 2021 at 12:54 AM UTC
My secret
Hazy lazy Taking all as you please Leaving the lonesome wanderer Barren in the wilderness
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Feb 22, 2021
Feb 22, 2021 at 1:12 AM UTC
Barren
She asked me ‘Are you in love with him?’ He sits at the top of my lungs filtering my tongue The lingering tinge Of a taste long lost
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Feb 14, 2021
Feb 14, 2021 at 2:26 AM UTC
Lingering Taste
Mama always said ‘Be careful around the men that carry the sun in their smiles. They’ll ask for your love Tell you you’re sent from heaven above And in exchange They’ll leave you estranged’ I never believed her words My love was mine and mine alone Then I met a poet With soft eyes And the sun in his smile He told me of his love That I was sent from heaven above And now in exchange My tears fall in his name
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Feb 1, 2021
Feb 1, 2021 at 1:00 AM UTC
Exes change
He must’ve forgotten he called me the moon when our pinkys were intertwined and his smile lived on my lips. How do I say this place revolving your life while a distant planet is not the life I wanted?
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Feb 1, 2021
Feb 1, 2021 at 12:56 AM UTC
Unwanted
dear God, do you hear these prayers? i sink to my ****** knees each night speaking so my ears can hear once beloved words tumbling from my lips they can't exist if unheard by anyone but do i count? are they heard by you? if you hear, then you see these salty creations that fall from my eyes in pleading dripping dripping leaving streaks of forbidden water pooling and collecting the debts of nights i had forgotten about you do you feel these cries? is this your wish? Satan must run rampant with your blessing once again to see if i'll curse your name and wither is that why you had given me all to take it away? to place me here, lined scars kissing my wrists emptiness in my soul all for me to say 'Blessed be Your Name'?
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Oct 12, 2020
Oct 12, 2020 at 12:02 PM UTC
Job
Sometimes, I wonder what would happen if I waltzed into the river when the waters dance with polar whitecaps. Watching ghosts replay the night I see myself in a trance, a dead gaze treading barefoot to the empty dock loose shirt and stripped pajamas eyes closed silently counting. One leg is swallowed into the blue the other follows. Kissing chills seep into my shorn armor and lap into my openings. "I am selfish," the water records my last words Floating, a feeling once reserved for bliss exchanged for an eternal abyss "I am selfish" I pray, falling asleep under cloudless skies Darkness closes then I am blind. They said they found her blue on the sandy broken shore. The oyster kissed girl, open brown eyes ***** hair laid wildly with the grains. Palms and lips, cruel and cerulean. They say, "She was bright," a starless night. "Had she stayed, she could've moved mountains with all her might." "But she prayed for God to take her away, no more waking up to see another day."
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Sep 28, 2020
Sep 28, 2020 at 4:01 PM UTC
"Are you ok?"