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 Jul 1 Dency
stillhuman
I'd stick fake stars on the ceiling
so we could lie on my floor
and look them up together
pretending we're still in that place
where your name was a song I loved to taste
and you'd look for my eyes in every minute of the day

I realise only now
just how much I'm still grieving you
It's been years since I've called your name
 Jul 1 Dency
Bekah Halle
NM!
 Jul 1 Dency
Bekah Halle
NM!
No more performing —
No more presenting —
No more people-pleasing,
And seeking attention.
Can I do that? With no treason?
Is there a people-pleasing anonymous?
PPA?!
Dismissed from long ago,
When? I don't really know.
Wallowing can now wait
It’s time to live, not hate!
Wounded,
But loved —
Coveted;
Beloved.
From the archives
 Jul 1 Dency
JDK
Paint with red creation,
white skin tightened grip.
She's grown too sharp with patience;
a ***** to let it in.

Come on if you please.
Stay here if you need.
Pray on bended knees.
(I'll say the rest is due.)

The good men all are taken,
they've taken 'til it's gone.
Sordid imagination,
is this the man you want?

Come on if you please.
Stay here if you need.
Pray on bended knees.
I'll say the rest is due.
 Jul 1 Dency
hannah
my heart is a landing pad
breathe in
catch
breathe out
let go
breathe in
catch
breathe out
let go
breathe in
breathe in
breathe in
i cant catch
breathe oubreatheinbreatheinbreathein
 Jul 1 Dency
Yonah Jeong
More than a movie
that person
who lives in my heart
for a long time
like the power of the scent of
a flower that keeps
the abandoned love in my life
says. "All things have an end
of the beginning" 07 02 2025
afternoon.
 Jul 1 Dency
TNS
I lay shackled
in this desolate room of mine.
Even now,
a lingering drop of a beat remains.

Even the sight of air
that resembles you—
makes my core outlandish
and unfamiliar.

Vanishing all my obligations,
as if they were only dreams.

And yet,
I ask for nothing
but freedom
from the curse that has befallen me.

I’ll wait—
I’ll long—
I’ll dream—
of the day I see the smile
on your face again.
He doesn't work.
Not ever trying.
But your type.
Makes you wonder.

He has multi-kids' mothers.
And not making an effort to care for them.
But your type.
Makes you ponder.

His only main home seems to be with his mother.
But then she herself has picked many, many losers.
Some would call him a user.

Oh, he has good looks and use it accordingly.
While she works, he out manipulating.
But he is many lady types.

Except, it's a mystery to a working man.
That he even appealing to them.
Then he is not their type.
Because he doesn't have all day to be with them.
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