glowingwaffles - Hello Poetry

If desiring was an object, then suffering would be the price.

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Oct 17, 2020

Oct 17, 2020 at 6:41 AM UTC

'the cessation of desire means the cessation of suffering'

If desiring was an object, then suffering would be the price.

I didn't feel like talking but I like being with you the Quiet full with thoughts and musings and possibilities your presence illuminating my cold soul within. Understanding even when you don’t fully understand what a broken cold soul I am you moved further away though not too far, but far enough far enough to miss you far enough to lose you enough to forget you. The silence, one that held serenity became loud deafening almost when you moved your presence a mere memory.

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Oct 16, 2020

Oct 16, 2020 at 9:33 AM UTC

That day you sat with me on the bench

I didn't feel like talking but I like being with you the Quiet full with thoughts and musings and possibilities your presence illuminating my cold soul within. Understanding even when you don’t fully understand what a broken cold soul I am you moved further away though not too far, but far enough far enough to miss you far enough to lose you enough to forget you. The silence, one that held serenity became loud deafening almost when you moved your presence a mere memory.

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Stop telling me i’m pretty i’m broken and destroyed, but You can’t know i’d let You in my world, but You would rather leave. Probably. Like everyone before You i’m complicated and confused Sad and numb So stop telling me i’m pretty i’ll fall in love with You i’ll fall in love with You and regret You’ll regret That You talked to me in the first place Flirted with me Made me laugh Got me to open up and share my darkest secrets You’ll regret missing me Thinking of me Fantasizing of me Because You see i’m a toy A broken toy Once loved, always forgotten But if You show love to this toy Instead of just playing and throwing If You show care to this toy Without dropping and breaking Then do call me pretty But don’t make me regret Or Yourself regret That i may fall in love with You

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Oct 1, 2020

Oct 1, 2020 at 8:38 AM UTC

"...because you're pretty"

Stop telling me i’m pretty i’m broken and destroyed, but You can’t know i’d let You in my world, but You would rather leave. Probably. Like everyone before You i’m complicated and confused Sad and numb So stop telling me i’m pretty i’ll fall in love with You i’ll fall in love with You and regret You’ll regret That You talked to me in the first place Flirted with me Made me laugh Got me to open up and share my darkest secrets You’ll regret missing me Thinking of me Fantasizing of me Because You see i’m a toy A broken toy Once loved, always forgotten But if You show love to this toy Instead of just playing and throwing If You show care to this toy Without dropping and breaking Then do call me pretty But don’t make me regret Or Yourself regret That i may fall in love with You

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