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sandoval
sandoval
20 something year old, in love with the moon and the universe. xoxo Sandoval / / Find me on #Instagram @poetrysandoval
But eyes that cannot see yours and hands that cannot feel your warmth my love, I would rather whither with the wind. I would rather walk backwards to get closer to you. I would rather go back to the stars, come back and start anew, just to return once more to you. Sandoval
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Aug 29, 2023
Aug 29, 2023 at 7:03 PM UTC
There's a sad song in my eyes, the melody of what could have been the notes I'm eager to learn just to hear you sing again but the thing is you see I'd rather feel you in these strings I caress than stringing myself along believing that somewhere out there there's a song meant for us to play. Sandoval
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Jun 28, 2023
Jun 28, 2023 at 3:50 PM UTC
S.♥
He loved me on his worst days; on his best he couldnt even remember my name. Sandoval
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May 5, 2022
May 5, 2022 at 4:02 PM UTC
I was an infant soul. He came to me in my dreams as a lullaby only I could sing. And he watched as I swiftly rocked myself into a romance only him and I could sway to. Sandoval
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Dec 20, 2021
Dec 20, 2021 at 1:46 PM UTC
Lullaby
But it was my fault thinking we could build statues out of dust we dissolved with the wind and when autumn came we became ruins inhabited by the memories of May. Sandoval
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Sep 23, 2021
Sep 23, 2021 at 7:08 PM UTC
May
I am not paradise. I am a broken angel. A featherless pair of wings and a burnt out halo this is what you'll get with me. Sandoval
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Jan 28, 2021
Jan 28, 2021 at 4:54 PM UTC
Broken Halo
She looked for love in closed lips; being deaf to all the rest calling out her name. Sandoval
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Jan 27, 2021
Jan 27, 2021 at 4:22 AM UTC
✨✨✨
And if you silence me, let it be from your eyes intertwining into mine like two * constellations* traveling through time. Sandoval
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Jan 11, 2021
Jan 11, 2021 at 11:57 AM UTC
Intertwined
I am not a princess that needs to be saved. I am a broken warrior, a Valkyrie in distress. An echo of a forgotten strength that always comes back in vigorous ways. Sandoval
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Jan 9, 2021
Jan 9, 2021 at 4:08 PM UTC
Valkyrie
There’s a reason your name is a past tense; destiny knew all the broken hearts you’d leave behind. Sandoval
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Jan 6, 2021
Jan 6, 2021 at 4:29 AM UTC
Drew