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aicyla
I wonder if occasionally we gaze up in synchronicity at the same night sky as we lead our own separate lives
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Jan 15, 2021
Jan 15, 2021 at 11:21 PM UTC
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sometimes there is no closure though it makes your heart rupture and your blood scream you must close the door yourself
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Jan 15, 2021
Jan 15, 2021 at 4:18 PM UTC
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she will not be your afterthought your quarantine hit of dopamine she deserves melodies not staccato notes pecked upon piano keys by hands you’ll never let her hold without recoiling she deserves poetry not slippery lines dripped from lips like water running from a broken faucet she knows better she knows running is the only thing that broken things know how to do
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Jan 12, 2021
Jan 12, 2021 at 2:56 AM UTC
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how can it be that a chapter so surreal to live feels so surreal to leave ?
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Dec 17, 2020
Dec 17, 2020 at 8:55 PM UTC
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I wonder if the leaves fear the autumn of their youth in the same way that I fear mine Or if they fall in confidence shedding dead weight and faulty fears they’ve held to all this time
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Dec 16, 2020
Dec 16, 2020 at 7:23 PM UTC
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Equal parts with you and without How many more choices till our chances run out Jump with me now I don’t care if we break But you don’t so I won’t
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Dec 6, 2020
Dec 6, 2020 at 8:36 PM UTC
Schrödinger’s Cat
wine so sweet at twenty- three has since turned to water that tastes of concrete and I can’t turn back time like I can no longer find a backroad to take home take me home.
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Dec 6, 2020
Dec 6, 2020 at 8:33 PM UTC
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I want my complexities to dazzle my company Make them think that this poetry Easily flowed out of me Like it was simple artistry Like I don’t suffer from anxiety Like I don’t know insecurity Like I didn’t lie awake all of last night feeling inadequate when I realized This was all I was going to write
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Dec 6, 2020
Dec 6, 2020 at 8:31 PM UTC
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he is perfect in almost every way except he is not you
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Dec 6, 2020
Dec 6, 2020 at 8:21 PM UTC
picture perfect
Your eyelashes lie closed as you lie on her thighs Seeped in comfort you rest for a while I wonder what she holds that I could not find Why her lap became home over mine
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Dec 6, 2020
Dec 6, 2020 at 8:20 PM UTC
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