godsavethetrees - Hello Poetry

oh well, whatever i always said you would get everything you wanted just never calculated that i'd never be a part of your desires i never really mattered to you just a stepping stone i guess, it's just crushing my chest when you say to him that he's the best like that's everything i wanted to hear from you oh well, whatever what a joke cuts deep, why i can't sleep karma, why i bleed for you and you would never know

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Jul 22, 2025

Jul 22, 2025 at 5:40 AM UTC

godsavethetrees

iii. what a joke

oh well, whatever i always said you would get everything you wanted just never calculated that i'd never be a part of your desires i never really mattered to you just a stepping stone i guess, it's just crushing my chest when you say to him that he's the best like that's everything i wanted to hear from you oh well, whatever what a joke cuts deep, why i can't sleep karma, why i bleed for you and you would never know

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you make me sick when you touch me can't wash the filth off hours in the shower scrubbing flakes your lines unstitch me why can't you just forget me I spend so much time numbing myself, prepping myself just to get out of bed dead skin cakes the sheets I'm sick I'm filthy I didn't need a knife to reveal what's inside leave me, it's not safe here anymore

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Jul 17, 2025

Jul 17, 2025 at 7:09 AM UTC

godsavethetrees

ii. flakes

you make me sick when you touch me can't wash the filth off hours in the shower scrubbing flakes your lines unstitch me why can't you just forget me I spend so much time numbing myself, prepping myself just to get out of bed dead skin cakes the sheets I'm sick I'm filthy I didn't need a knife to reveal what's inside leave me, it's not safe here anymore

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i was terrified of you once you who gives nothing but pearls and shells when i needed food and drink desert sands had made me ascetic my heart yet still throbs i am here, my breath reborn, again but i was terrified of you once

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Jul 12, 2025

Jul 12, 2025 at 7:26 AM UTC

godsavethetrees

i. once

i was terrified of you once you who gives nothing but pearls and shells when i needed food and drink desert sands had made me ascetic my heart yet still throbs i am here, my breath reborn, again but i was terrified of you once

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it's ok to: 1 prefer tea over coffee 2 say i don't know 3 have off days 4 have days off 5 ask questions 6 work how you want to work 7 tidy desk 8 messy desk 9 hand messy phone calls to me 10 depend on the team 11 forget things 12 use the bathroom when you need to 13 wear sweats every friday 14 have quiet days 15 have loud days where you joke and laugh Have a good hump-day. We almost made it to the weekend!

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godsavethetrees

Jun 24, 2016

Jun 24, 2016 at 7:38 AM UTC

strawberry-fields

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it's ok to: 1 prefer tea over coffee 2 say i don't know 3 have off days 4 have days off 5 ask questions 6 work how you want to work 7 tidy desk 8 messy desk 9 hand messy phone calls to me 10 depend on the team 11 forget things 12 use the bathroom when you need to 13 wear sweats every friday 14 have quiet days 15 have loud days where you joke and laugh Have a good hump-day. We almost made it to the weekend!

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prophet tongue with stabbing perceptions i gave him my name while in bed. soft white curtains though still chamber thick cold steel hands and the room sliced into pieces by morning light but haunted by night sounds crept into open wounds of the heart chills. his hand resting on my thigh while he snores summer bruised and adventurous though callous youth with his unbandaged scabbed knee skating last night. moment forgotten in the carride but a stone monument staring at me on the kitchen counter.

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godsavethetrees

Mar 3, 2016

Mar 3, 2016 at 11:05 AM UTC

strawberry-fields

how forgettable

prophet tongue with stabbing perceptions i gave him my name while in bed. soft white curtains though still chamber thick cold steel hands and the room sliced into pieces by morning light but haunted by night sounds crept into open wounds of the heart chills. his hand resting on my thigh while he snores summer bruised and adventurous though callous youth with his unbandaged scabbed knee skating last night. moment forgotten in the carride but a stone monument staring at me on the kitchen counter.

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miles of spines my fingers travel upon your back and i can't say i ever looked behind me at your neck

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Feb 22, 2016