Lux - Hello Poetry

I keep a burning version of you under my tongue. I guess thats the thing about addiction, A person can be rid of it for years then relapse an any moment of exposure to their poison. (That’s what loving you felt like)

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Oct 11, 2024

Oct 11, 2024 at 10:44 PM UTC

Triggers

I keep a burning version of you under my tongue. I guess thats the thing about addiction, A person can be rid of it for years then relapse an any moment of exposure to their poison. (That’s what loving you felt like)

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I will continue to write you so many ******* dead friend poems I want to revisit the place where we all met Time went by so slow at first but now, You’ll be gone for more years than we had you. Still, i think it’s needed to go back. Nostalgic maybe. Or maybe I’ll get there It will hit me I’ll try to smile and i will mean it but It’ll also be sad and hard to remember Maybe healing but .. I know, You won’t be there There’s no blood there there’s no life there, there’s no you there.

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Sep 23, 2024

Sep 23, 2024 at 10:12 PM UTC

Northern Maine sky

I will continue to write you so many ******* dead friend poems I want to revisit the place where we all met Time went by so slow at first but now, You’ll be gone for more years than we had you. Still, i think it’s needed to go back. Nostalgic maybe. Or maybe I’ll get there It will hit me I’ll try to smile and i will mean it but It’ll also be sad and hard to remember Maybe healing but .. I know, You won’t be there There’s no blood there there’s no life there, there’s no you there.

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Honestly I didn't know how so many things could fit inside of me, how so much sadness could be in my heart how much rage and frustration could welt my soul but I knew that they were wrong and that not many could ever understand. I talk about you, I let balloons go I write to you I send letters into space, I speak to the sky Knowing you'll get it.

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Nov 2, 2020

Nov 2, 2020 at 10:46 PM UTC

Beautiful souls are never forgotten

Honestly I didn't know how so many things could fit inside of me, how so much sadness could be in my heart how much rage and frustration could welt my soul but I knew that they were wrong and that not many could ever understand. I talk about you, I let balloons go I write to you I send letters into space, I speak to the sky Knowing you'll get it.

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The last time I was on this train it was a one way back to the city we hated the most, you were off fighting your demons and I was was here trying to forget. You were everywhere I looked, even on a bus ride into a town I knew you hadn't touched still made me feel closer because it was the shortest distance we had been in months. I often wonder if the you are lingering somewhere inside a body you no longer belong to. If getting on a plane to somewhere far and unknown was a way of escaping for you, I can understand that more now than I did when I was 18 . maybe you just figured it out before I did

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Oct 22, 2020

Oct 22, 2020 at 3:58 PM UTC

Things will work out

The last time I was on this train it was a one way back to the city we hated the most, you were off fighting your demons and I was was here trying to forget. You were everywhere I looked, even on a bus ride into a town I knew you hadn't touched still made me feel closer because it was the shortest distance we had been in months. I often wonder if the you are lingering somewhere inside a body you no longer belong to. If getting on a plane to somewhere far and unknown was a way of escaping for you, I can understand that more now than I did when I was 18 . maybe you just figured it out before I did

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I tried to recall your face again. I haven't tried in such a long time, I remember the frame being as familiar as the back of my hand, the white of your eyes being too white, eyes like a sunset how your smile took up your whole face the faint sound of your laugh, I always come up lost within your floating matter which quiet frankly just doesn't matter anymore. (at least it shouldn't)

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Oct 22, 2020

Oct 22, 2020 at 3:31 PM UTC

Happy birthday

I tried to recall your face again. I haven't tried in such a long time, I remember the frame being as familiar as the back of my hand, the white of your eyes being too white, eyes like a sunset how your smile took up your whole face the faint sound of your laugh, I always come up lost within your floating matter which quiet frankly just doesn't matter anymore. (at least it shouldn't)

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I still haven't forgotten how close we were to the edge, We could have taken one step and almost found each other curled up beside one another in the morning. What you're thinking is right, "almost". There will be a day when I forget because "almost" is too small of a word for me to hold on to.

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Oct 22, 2020

Oct 22, 2020 at 3:12 PM UTC

rockland, ma

I still haven't forgotten how close we were to the edge, We could have taken one step and almost found each other curled up beside one another in the morning. What you're thinking is right, "almost". There will be a day when I forget because "almost" is too small of a word for me to hold on to.

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I realized that this town and this state is as hollow as the people who run it and i am finally understanding why it was so easy to leave e v e r y t h i n g and never look back

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Oct 22, 2020

Oct 22, 2020 at 3:00 PM UTC

why dint you say hello again

I realized that this town and this state is as hollow as the people who run it and i am finally understanding why it was so easy to leave e v e r y t h i n g and never look back

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You're like the ocean, I can never get tired of looking in your direction and I've never seen brown eyes look so blue. No matter how rough the waves got, The noise the water made when hitting the surface never bothered me, I can only smile at how beautiful it was when the sun hit the shore.

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Oct 22, 2020

Oct 22, 2020 at 2:55 PM UTC

yours

You're like the ocean, I can never get tired of looking in your direction and I've never seen brown eyes look so blue. No matter how rough the waves got, The noise the water made when hitting the surface never bothered me, I can only smile at how beautiful it was when the sun hit the shore.

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