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Kalliope Jun 28
You look so pretty when you're talking to me,
and just for a second, I want to see what you see.
'Cause if you saw yourself in the way that I do,
you'd realize your worth-
and maybe I'd realize mine too
If I let you borrow my eyes, would you return them unscathed?
Kalliope Jun 28
I only grow flowers with thorns.
Beautiful from afar,
Their petals softer than skin after shea butter,
But poison to the touch.

Their scent so captivating,
You can't help but search for it,
Only to be knocked out once found.

Those brave enough to pick up the stem
Will always regret it.
These thorns are razor sharp,
And they love to embed.
They've never seemed to bother me though
  Jun 28 Kalliope
nivek
half way to paradise
half way to hell

a right turn here
a left turn there

love is radical
a choice made.
  Jun 28 Kalliope
Lynn Stillman
I cower within
Shames the constant companion,
that just won't go home.
  Jun 27 Kalliope
Lynn Stillman
He asks for my hand
I tell him that I need it
He is not amused
  Jun 27 Kalliope
Alvin Montagnani
"What is a silent scream?", she asked me in the middle of July.

"Ink on paper."
Was particularly fond of this one quote, so I just wanted to share it.
  Jun 27 Kalliope
Alvin Montagnani
If I had a heart.
Untainted.
Not yet blackened by my own sadness, selfishness and self-loathing.
Tattered and worn out.
Tired of beating for others.

It would be yours.

I'd call you in the middle of the night.
And it would be your call.
To decide whether or not I'm worth a shot.

Spoiler alert:

I'm not.
I'm just never going to be enough, am I?
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