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sxpphicxx
19/F/Earth and skies Ink stains are all that is left.
It’s ten pm. Night. The fan whirs at full speed. I’m 17 , going on eighteen I live in a space. I feel heavy. I hate everything about everything, with passion. I hate myself. I hate how cruel I can be, I hate how cruel I have been Pushing them away was easy. What came after? Eats me like dust. Slowly. I remember too much. I remember too easily. The pain knocks me out. With a force.   I do want them back. But I don’t want to hurt them anymore. Or anyone else. They mean so much, it’s too much. I cant, I don’t want to feel this. Tears riochet. One with soft hands and bad jokes, permanent sardonic grin. Lopsided She was grace, strength, everything I wasn’t. Her scent evades my senses , a memory away. The other with open heart and honest laughter. Their toughness, together invincible. Sincerely, I meant no harm I did not mean to wreck havoc, I love them, God knows I do— it’s a world of pain and I’m washed ashore when I’d rather happily drown in the waves.
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Sep 27, 2021
Sep 27, 2021 at 1:04 AM UTC
Res integra(matter untouched)
Somedays when it hurts a little sharper You Cry a little harder Breathe a little rougher Live a little lesser When you tell me god is dead I nod I don’t ask, maybe I knew Maybe I don’t want to know. Speak less, listen more Okay fine But don’t expect my silence when they fall Apart, Anarchy is the friend of silence Or maybe it is the other way around
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Nov 13, 2020
Nov 13, 2020 at 11:50 AM UTC
Random notes
I see the woman in glass with a ***** pink bag and wrinkled Blouse and she looks up Through hooded eyes and gives me A pained smile through bruised lips And tired eyes and I Wish to take her away, pull her up from that Nightmare she walks in She sinks in its weight Her cracked make up reeks of it The hunch of her shoulders, Eloquent with pain. The glass cracks a little And I look away and I close my eyes I am she She is me.
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Oct 3, 2020
Oct 3, 2020 at 2:10 AM UTC
Her(part one)
I hear your voice Breaking with the deep breathes you take, The ones you claim you don’t Need. Then a silence I thought you were gone A sob cuts through Our hearts — So what if I can’t see you I can see your tears Across miles Leave, I whisper Silence storms Leave, I beg. Her cry infects my bones. I CAN’T A scream resounds And you crumple like paper Your sorrow, my anger I see red Where is that girl With a laugh like the lights That brings a songbird alive Your pain, intangible yet near It eats you like dust
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Sep 20, 2020
Sep 20, 2020 at 10:15 PM UTC
Her (part 2)
It's a state I'm sure Is unattainable It's just a setting on a dryer afterall.
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Jul 20, 2020
Jul 20, 2020 at 11:34 PM UTC
Normal
Early hours with smoke and rising skies Sleep that drug we denied We knew Even then , this was - Ephermal as ephermal could be. Unacknowledged, In deafening silence, our Entwined fingers knew Through beating hearts and a myriad little hurts ; We weren't a forever Barely a today, You and I - - Broken, breaking, fallen, falling - Albeit a plot hole In each other's stories.
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Jun 27, 2020
Jun 27, 2020 at 5:07 AM UTC
Ephemeral, ephemeral, ephemeral
We are a  circle With neither a beginning, Nor an end ; Just me and You and All our demons inbetween - Hellfire may blaze The meteor falls sidelined - Uriel may stand poised , and Deadly pestilences of the biblical kind Ice and fire may reign Yet - we will stay trapped In that constricting ring We birthed , our sad loyal child - A circus devoid of comedy Ladies, gentlemen - This drama, our tragedy - See the tiny scars etched hard, The bruises, the marks, The papery voices we use To protest empty words; Endless chasms borne into Our chests ; These hearts — They are empty. Our arms, comfort seeking ; The heads, our selves — Caught in an infinite loop Pulsing with an  old light Like the one from a long dead star.
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Jun 21, 2020
Jun 21, 2020 at 5:02 AM UTC
Of loops and light
Roses are red Violets are blue Everyone is much Happier than you Because you don't Know how to move on Despite the fact That she's long gone.
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May 28, 2020
May 28, 2020 at 12:43 PM UTC
• HAPPIER •
You - The ink that always stains, The poison in my veins, It's all you.
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May 23, 2020
May 23, 2020 at 10:22 AM UTC
You