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woeitsmars
woeitsmars
22/F/Lubbock, Tx I’m just a basic cliche want-to-be poet, I’m / aware I suck. / I’m not as sad as my profile
she was the moon radiating the night sky and dancing among the stars you were the darkness the shadow that waxed and waned through the phases of her life she grew to believe that your presence is what made her whole but like the full moon she shone brightest without you x.
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Oct 30, 2025
Oct 30, 2025 at 9:04 AM UTC
moonlight lover
someday it will come again. someday someone will come in. a star with the deepest depths in the eyes with the gentlest of breaths and endless soul in the smile one day i'll forgive this pain not forget - forgive.
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Oct 30, 2025
Oct 30, 2025 at 9:00 AM UTC
love, again.
there's always that phase in life that we never get used to. like a favorite song, we rewind it and let the notes break us.
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Oct 30, 2025
Oct 30, 2025 at 8:47 AM UTC
entry 0.
I wish i could drown in a pool of the words you said to me so they can fill me up one more time
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Oct 27, 2020
Oct 27, 2020 at 8:21 AM UTC
lost.
each & every memory of you fulfills my heart but hurts it too
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Oct 24, 2020
Oct 24, 2020 at 3:02 AM UTC
i miss you
i’d swim through vast oceans, even fly through never ending skies- i’d walk every inch of this **** place if it meant that i could see you, if it meant that you could stay.
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Oct 24, 2020
Oct 24, 2020 at 2:59 AM UTC
for you
My heart is a black hole Terrifying as it ***** up all the too great emotions for my wellbeing. Sometimes, it seems too small. seeming as if it will explode with enthusiasm. But as it continues to soak up all things, engulfing love & hate & everything stronger, the bad outweighs the good. Most days, I fear this black hole may be too big for me & far too weak to sustain such precious things. i think it may carry the power to obliterate everything wrong in this world if you let it. However, I Let everything bad obliterate it instead.
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Aug 2, 2019
Aug 2, 2019 at 6:51 PM UTC
Feeling intensely
Life would be so much easier if I was dead But I’m not suicidal so I have to deal with the consequences.
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May 27, 2019
May 27, 2019 at 11:07 AM UTC
Irony
This apartment can't remember you because you were never in it. This room you never stayed in this new bed You never layed in And with these new sheets the lingering scent of you can't disturb my peace...
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May 17, 2019
May 17, 2019 at 10:51 AM UTC
Moving on
Just 12, I looked up to you; I expected you to show me right from wrong, And I expected you to look after me. To teach me how to fend for myself, Because one day no one else would. Instead you did the opposite. You violated me, humiliated me, Scarred me and made me afraid in my own home. Your touch sent my body trembling My skin crawling Trying to get away but too petrified to move. I felt disgusted Not only with what you did But for what I didn’t do. I was ashamed that I was too much of a coward to stop you, or to try to. I was ashamed that I was to much of a coward To take it to court, But I couldn’t look at you. I didn’t want to be in the same room as you Because Just feeling your eyes on me I felt stripped and vulnerable. ***** bc i can still feel your hands all over me. And I felt stupid- sitting there in the tub Aching to feel pure again. And for the first time in my life I was scared to touch my own body, Terrified to touch the same areas you touched; But you touched every part of me that morning. After finally getting the nerve to clean myself I didn’t want to stop. Yet no matter how hard I scrubbed I couldn’t scrub away the feeling of your filthy fingers against my terrified trembling skin. I pray that the things you did Are engraved in your memory. Because you knew what you were doing And I did nothing wrong. The things I know you’re capable of Haunt me. I want that and the recollections of that morning to effect you in unimaginable ways. I’m hoping it’s effecting you now and I want it to affect you the rest of your life. I want it to always be in the back of your head And because I was too much of a coward to face you in court, I hope just the thought of what you did to your little sister is enough punishment. For me- that would be justice And for that I forgive you You don’t deserve it But I do
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May 17, 2019
May 17, 2019 at 10:26 AM UTC
A letter for K
Just 12, I looked up to you; I expected you to show me right from wrong, And I expected you to look after me. To teach me how to fend for myself, Because one day no one else would. Instead you did the opposite. You violated me, humiliated me, Scarred me and made me afraid in my own home. Your touch sent my body trembling My skin crawling Trying to get away but too petrified to move. I felt disgusted Not only with what you did But for what I didn’t do. I was ashamed that I was too much of a coward to stop you, or to try to. I was ashamed that I was to much of a coward To take it to court, But I couldn’t look at you. I didn’t want to be in the same room as you Because Just feeling your eyes on me I felt stripped and vulnerable. ***** bc i can still feel your hands all over me. And I felt stupid- sitting there in the tub Aching to feel pure again. And for the first time in my life I was scared to touch my own body, Terrified to touch the same areas you touched; But you touched every part of me that morning. After finally getting the nerve to clean myself I didn’t want to stop. Yet no matter how hard I scrubbed I couldn’t scrub away the feeling of your filthy fingers against my terrified trembling skin. I pray that the things you did Are engraved in your memory. Because you knew what you were doing And I did nothing wrong. The things I know you’re capable of Haunt me. I want that and the recollections of that morning to effect you in unimaginable ways. I’m hoping it’s effecting you now and I want it to affect you the rest of your life. I want it to always be in the back of your head And because I was too much of a coward to face you in court, I hope just the thought of what you did to your little sister is enough punishment. For me- that would be justice And for that I forgive you You don’t deserve it But I do
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