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andrea-duvall
andrea-duvall
American i live in Augusta, im a bookworm and an introvert, a dreamer and a make believer, perpetually confused and abruptly honest. / / its probably obvious, but most of my poems are written very quickly just to get my point out. / i apologize for any crappiness. / / "I tried and therefore you should not criticize me."- snl.
I've found a new love He's the sweetest thing I'm warm and safe I'm grateful & happy I'm trying to be brave Because... Loving is scary You see, He's clever Like a crisp autumn morning joyful like a warm summers day He radiates kindness That reminds me of spring grass with dew hes soft and kind and good And true ... See, I've been too lucky. I've never been this lucky. For my track record, I'm overdue. Im beyond scared that I could loose him too Loving scares me To   find someone who.. Makes music sound louder jokes seem funnier And the world seem brighter My life has been softer He's my light and my knight. He's my home and my heart. It would break me Again If we were apart. Will it help me hold him tight- That we'll be Married? Or will I need to balance the task of wife Just right?
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Jul 13, 2025
Jul 13, 2025 at 1:40 AM UTC
Loving is scary
this is a girl with a steel spine whose been hurt too many times this is a girl whose let too many people treat her wrong and who wont stand for it any longer. this is a girl who will not put her happiness in other peoples hands, no one is allowed to make her unhappy. this is a girl.. who can cut someone off and acted like they never even existed and i am the girl who has.
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Jul 29, 2016
Jul 29, 2016 at 2:27 AM UTC
the girl
how could you say i didnt try? when i was drowning in my own words trying to get through to you. and you could have choked on all the words that you kept inside. money spent doesnt equal love won. not to me at least- i never felt like you loved me existing doesnt mean you tried i wanted to see your heart, i wanted to hear your true feelings because god, i was pouring mine out to you. ripping out my heart to you. how could you ignore me when my heart was breaking? how could you ignore me if you actually loved me? despite what you say your actions tell me the truth you never loved me- -and now youre done pretending to-
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Dec 13, 2015
Dec 13, 2015 at 11:08 PM UTC
lazy liar
theres all these things i want that you say that youll do though you never plan on actually coming through i let you raise my hopes and look forwards to you all day i cant wait i cant wait i cant wait and then you never respond never show up never let me know that again you've driven home you break my heart and i let you. you break promises and i let you . im dumb enough to still hope that you'll keep them boy imma take these silver linings from the storms that you keep giving me im gonna grow, im gonna learn and someday im gonna get away im gonna keep improving getting better every day you boy, you're a learning experience teaching me never to trust and never to believe that things will never happen like they do in my dreams you keep teaching me not to put my happiness in other peoples hands not to hope for anything that i cant guarantee and never to never expect the wrong people to love me.
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Oct 4, 2015
Oct 4, 2015 at 12:14 AM UTC
false promises
I lie in my room, In the evening dimness. In the summers dying heat and stare out my window up to the ever shifting branches searching through to find glaces of the end of day sky. i listen to the cicadas the crickets and the owls we used to do this. we would lie in the twilight swathed in blankets, hips touching, hands brushing, we would contemplate life just feeling this endless moment its beautiful serene stillness where we don't have to do anything where our breathing is amplified in the quiet and the loudest thing in the room is how close to me you are for me, these moments are now just loneliness. because my room is the same in the grey light.. but it is no longer drenched with that wistful longing to finally reach that next still moment, staring at the sky. its now just grey and empty. a lonely picture at the end of a lonely day. i wonder sometimes if you miss how it was do you look back to the soft silence of my room wanting to hide in its serenity? and more- do you ever.. miss me?
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Aug 21, 2015
Aug 21, 2015 at 1:07 AM UTC
the end of day sky
When you've finally resigned yourself to fall asleep instead of Yearning for the last attentions from loved ones, when you lay in your bed Where you were once kissed.. and all of your thoughts turn to those who you miss though, there was never really love          in their eyes it was on their Lips, and you were drunk on their lies. you miss the feeling of possibility,           the hope of so desired affection. And now you have no chances Of being tucked into bed Of no kisses tonight.. and now you have no one to tell you goodnight.
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Jun 28, 2015
Jun 28, 2015 at 12:56 AM UTC
Your chances of goodnight
your egregious efforts to impress me in your articulate profoundness in order to assert dominance over me not only aggravates and amuses me but disappoints me. because i thought you were better than that
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Jun 17, 2014
Jun 17, 2014 at 4:23 AM UTC
Pretentious
it hurts me to see you to hear you speak with a smile in your voice not directed at me but at something painful to hear your voice directed at who i compete its an ache in my chest and ice in my throat and an anger id never thought that id know that you speak to girls when you broke up with me because you needed to be single to fix your failing sanity. you told me you needed to be on your own and i loved you so i unwillingly let you go i thought you couldn't even talk to me i thought you were really in pain you used suicide as an excuse and i was so scared that i let you walk away but i see you a month later and i realize you couldn't do me then honor of honesty **** you because you flirt with these girls while i burn inside and i crush the tender love that im trying so hard to hide. you hurt me. you hurt me. You could have just told me the truth.
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Jun 17, 2014
Jun 17, 2014 at 3:44 AM UTC
single
the worst part is when i have the dream where i find you in a crowd and you weren't expecting me but you turn and instantly start kissing me. so naturally you instantly just hold me and love me and im safe in your arms im yours again it feels so wonderful, this dream feels real but it hits like a hammer when i lie in my bed awake and know that ill never have you again. that you'll never love me again.
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May 10, 2014
May 10, 2014 at 3:00 PM UTC
the worst part
i try and i try but i cannot sleep when i close my eyes i can only weep
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May 7, 2014
May 7, 2014 at 4:00 AM UTC
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