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Choodeex
F/depressed land
She gave her all—unraveled, whole— only to dangle, a thread with no tie, no knot to hold, no hand to claim, not even a choice beneath love’s sky. Not even an ounce of self-care remains. she drifts with the water’s flow, waiting only for what might fall.
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Apr 24
Apr 24, 2026 at 10:36 AM UTC
She
We lost our destination in life, a path that should be our guide became tangled with uncertainty. As we look back, to those days that were full of freedom, our past now transforms into a neverending story.
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Oct 1, 2024
Oct 1, 2024 at 11:12 AM UTC
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Night consumed by the moon's light, a guide for her journey. She keep walking through the dancing grass, crickets' sounds resounding throughout. A path awaits her to explore.
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Oct 1, 2024
Oct 1, 2024 at 11:00 AM UTC
In the middle of the night
5 weeks left until we walk our separate paths. 5 weeks left, and a bunch of stories I wanted to tell, just to entertain the butterflies in my stomach. 5 weeks left, and still, I have no guts to confess these feelings. 5 weeks left. I wonder, what if I had done this, or done that—would there be any difference between us? 5 weeks left, and I am missing you so much.
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Aug 13, 2024
Aug 13, 2024 at 9:41 AM UTC
5 weeks
Gray and gloomy seem to be taking over the land. Nothing else piques my interest in living. The prospect of death stimulates my innermost being.
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Dec 21, 2022
Dec 21, 2022 at 8:06 AM UTC
Untitled
she keeps falling and falling deeper into abyss of loneliness to the point she lost her mind.
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May 30, 2021
May 30, 2021 at 12:32 PM UTC
Untitled
Treasure the one who treasures you and loving you silently.
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Apr 20, 2021
Apr 20, 2021 at 10:01 AM UTC
Treasure
We are searching for someone, Someone, that is already in our side. And that someone is slowing begin to walk away. To search for someone else.
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Jan 8, 2021
Jan 8, 2021 at 7:33 AM UTC
Lost
I lost my self as I search you.
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Nov 23, 2020
Nov 23, 2020 at 10:07 AM UTC
Untitled
I was a shadow, tailing their back, while wearing a wistful look on my face.
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Nov 23, 2020
Nov 23, 2020 at 9:44 AM UTC
Out of place