Izzy_unknown - Hello Poetry

The Better Person for Me I’m the better person for me. I’m so glad you got to move on. I’m so glad we’ve stopped singing this song— a tape on repeat throughout the day, wondering when this tone will go away. I’m so happy to see you with her. She is your whole new world. It makes me happy you found someone new— no more checking if you are doomed

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Oct 23, 2025

Oct 23, 2025 at 10:35 AM UTC

The better person for me

The Better Person for Me I’m the better person for me. I’m so glad you got to move on. I’m so glad we’ve stopped singing this song— a tape on repeat throughout the day, wondering when this tone will go away. I’m so happy to see you with her. She is your whole new world. It makes me happy you found someone new— no more checking if you are doomed

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The Marks You Can’t See The pain you can’t find, the monsters that do nothing but hide. Fear stuck so deep in my bones that it’s become its home — home of dark. I am the home of all these marks. What if I’m missing a heart? A call I’m willing to make.

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Oct 23, 2025

Oct 23, 2025 at 10:35 AM UTC

The marks you cant see

The Marks You Can’t See The pain you can’t find, the monsters that do nothing but hide. Fear stuck so deep in my bones that it’s become its home — home of dark. I am the home of all these marks. What if I’m missing a heart? A call I’m willing to make.

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Check on your friends, they say — I’m beginning to question, in what way? From dusk till dawn, I try to know what’s going on, but truly, I can’t see the way their light faded, the way they lost their play. The days became cold — none of them are getting old, just bold. Bold in the way they speak, bold in the way they meet. No more care for the days that pass, just more of this everlasting mass — everlasting pain that won’t go away, a break in my heart — it was just the start. Life is moving like a train on a track — only, it’s a circle, and it keeps coming back.

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Oct 23, 2025

Oct 23, 2025 at 10:34 AM UTC

Check on your friends

Check on your friends, they say — I’m beginning to question, in what way? From dusk till dawn, I try to know what’s going on, but truly, I can’t see the way their light faded, the way they lost their play. The days became cold — none of them are getting old, just bold. Bold in the way they speak, bold in the way they meet. No more care for the days that pass, just more of this everlasting mass — everlasting pain that won’t go away, a break in my heart — it was just the start. Life is moving like a train on a track — only, it’s a circle, and it keeps coming back.

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I Could Have Been I could have been— I could have been your girl. And not just any girl— your girl. The one you come home to, the one you hold tight. You wouldn’t have to fight battles that weren’t yours to beat, or carry secrets you were never meant to keep. I could have been happy— happy with you. If only you could have loved me too.

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Jul 2, 2025

Jul 2, 2025 at 8:06 PM UTC

I Could Have been

I Could Have Been I could have been— I could have been your girl. And not just any girl— your girl. The one you come home to, the one you hold tight. You wouldn’t have to fight battles that weren’t yours to beat, or carry secrets you were never meant to keep. I could have been happy— happy with you. If only you could have loved me too.

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