arantxa - Hello Poetry

It seems I can only write poetry Whenever I'm sad to the bone Addicted to the melancholy Guts spilled out on paper Inner core filled with regret Insomnia, staying up later Shivers down my spine Feeling weak and numb Drowning in my wine

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Mar 22, 2019

Mar 22, 2019 at 2:58 PM UTC

poetry

It seems I can only write poetry Whenever I'm sad to the bone Addicted to the melancholy Guts spilled out on paper Inner core filled with regret Insomnia, staying up later Shivers down my spine Feeling weak and numb Drowning in my wine

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The universe keeps turning, but where do we actually go?

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Dec 30, 2015

Dec 30, 2015 at 10:48 AM UTC

(10W)

The universe keeps turning, but where do we actually go?

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Let's dance the night away and promise me you will love me anyway

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Dec 29, 2015

Dec 29, 2015 at 2:32 PM UTC

anyway

Let's dance the night away and promise me you will love me anyway

3

We walked together across the empty hallway with the bright morning light smashing through the windows. I grabbed him by the hand and suddenly I forgot about all the wrong paths life was leading me and for that moment everything felt right on Earth. I wouldn’t change a single thing about that day, though I was aware that was a selfish thought. But then again, why did I have to feel guilty about being happy? He was like a breath of fresh air on my lungs, like a feeling I could never get enough. He made all of the world's craziness seem bearable as long as he was beside me, and for the first time in my life I dared to let myself drown by that overwhelming thing that everyone's always talking about.

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Mar 13, 2014

Mar 13, 2014 at 1:44 PM UTC

overwhelming

We walked together across the empty hallway with the bright morning light smashing through the windows. I grabbed him by the hand and suddenly I forgot about all the wrong paths life was leading me and for that moment everything felt right on Earth. I wouldn’t change a single thing about that day, though I was aware that was a selfish thought. But then again, why did I have to feel guilty about being happy? He was like a breath of fresh air on my lungs, like a feeling I could never get enough. He made all of the world's craziness seem bearable as long as he was beside me, and for the first time in my life I dared to let myself drown by that overwhelming thing that everyone's always talking about.

1

empty spaces are something to be avoided, but not completely filled

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Jan 24, 2014

Jan 24, 2014 at 11:48 AM UTC

empty spaces

empty spaces are something to be avoided, but not completely filled

3

our encounter so real I did not know how to let you go away from the populars that lint a blanket for us, due predestined love you as yourself I like me together intimately blossoming battered

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Dec 8, 2013

Dec 8, 2013 at 2:00 PM UTC

battered

our encounter so real I did not know how to let you go away from the populars that lint a blanket for us, due predestined love you as yourself I like me together intimately blossoming battered

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Sometimes I feel like life is just passing by me, and the world is just turning, spinning no matter what I do I can't keep up with you

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Nov 26, 2013

Nov 26, 2013 at 2:39 PM UTC

you