theredwoman - Hello Poetry

I love you and the language is poor I have thousands of words but not even all the words on this earth would be able to express what you are to me you are my friend - best friend my home. How do I explain what you are? when the men before have been an unofficial fairytale disgusting weird normal short and you.. so much more. How will I continue without you? I have tasted the apple from the garden of Eden. It was never forbidden - but they got seperated and who can live in the normal world with the thought of the apple in paradise that you once had?

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Dec 28, 2021

Dec 28, 2021 at 4:34 PM UTC

I love you

I love you and the language is poor I have thousands of words but not even all the words on this earth would be able to express what you are to me you are my friend - best friend my home. How do I explain what you are? when the men before have been an unofficial fairytale disgusting weird normal short and you.. so much more. How will I continue without you? I have tasted the apple from the garden of Eden. It was never forbidden - but they got seperated and who can live in the normal world with the thought of the apple in paradise that you once had?

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you have become my picture of fortune, happiness and most of all love i used the wrong camera and now we lie here collecting dust maybe one day we'll get a proper camera and take our pictures anew

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Dec 28, 2021

Dec 28, 2021 at 4:23 PM UTC

The proper picture

you have become my picture of fortune, happiness and most of all love i used the wrong camera and now we lie here collecting dust maybe one day we'll get a proper camera and take our pictures anew

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Under my scalp flows a river from the outside you would think that it's calm and lovely the one you saw as a child running, soothing But my river is wild and in spite of its wildness so beautfiul - because I see your face. I see it in the waters surface and the ghosts of our memories flow with the stream an endless turmoil Normally the river wouldn't affect anything but the head but now that you're gone it flows out into my heart - into my hands, that can no longer hold you into my feet, that no longer point in your direction into my lips, that haven't been quite satisfied since they last met yours. My body runs over I can't control the river because you've filled it it all runs over and I cry I cry when I don't have you.

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Dec 28, 2021

Dec 28, 2021 at 4:14 PM UTC

My river

Under my scalp flows a river from the outside you would think that it's calm and lovely the one you saw as a child running, soothing But my river is wild and in spite of its wildness so beautfiul - because I see your face. I see it in the waters surface and the ghosts of our memories flow with the stream an endless turmoil Normally the river wouldn't affect anything but the head but now that you're gone it flows out into my heart - into my hands, that can no longer hold you into my feet, that no longer point in your direction into my lips, that haven't been quite satisfied since they last met yours. My body runs over I can't control the river because you've filled it it all runs over and I cry I cry when I don't have you.

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every time I see a, or any part of you my heart hurts, aches out of sight out of mind but i can’t erase you traces of you linger everywhere my whole existence somehow intertwined with yours maybe it’s just that you have a piece of my heart - it’s unbearable I long for either someone else, to take the rest or for you to take, what has always belonged to you

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Nov 3, 2021

Nov 3, 2021 at 12:07 PM UTC

Ocram ache

every time I see a, or any part of you my heart hurts, aches out of sight out of mind but i can’t erase you traces of you linger everywhere my whole existence somehow intertwined with yours maybe it’s just that you have a piece of my heart - it’s unbearable I long for either someone else, to take the rest or for you to take, what has always belonged to you

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i have written words in the same pace as my history was being written i tried writing my past as so many had suggested and yet it never worked so i started writing my future and look where i am

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Sep 28, 2020

Sep 28, 2020 at 3:41 PM UTC

written words

i have written words in the same pace as my history was being written i tried writing my past as so many had suggested and yet it never worked so i started writing my future and look where i am

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imagine writing a book bhuuff

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Apr 26, 2020

Apr 26, 2020 at 3:46 PM UTC

bhuuff