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 1d Deja
lyla
orange
 1d Deja
lyla
gut me like an orange.
tear away my skin
till i’m raw and ripe,
ready for you to **** out the juice
swallowing every drop
let me run dry
and make a mess around your mouth
then after chewing me up
and biting me down
spit out my flesh
let me sit
used
discarded
begging to be eaten
 1d Deja
Dianali
I bought a Ouija board
on impulse, to contact you.
Then I remembered:
for you, unlike me,
there was life after love.
 1d Deja
Nikita
The version of me you never met
Was the best secret that I ever kept

False smiles and a witty joke
You'll never see past the positivity cloak

Why would I tell you I'm not fine
When you don't let me in your mind

Hair up and makeup done
You'll never see me in the evening sun

Meals prepped, trash stashed away
You hear only what I want to say

Even this account is best kept private
If you knew my truth, you'd never survive it
 1d Deja
Arpitha
So desperate for a lending ear
That I’m willing to
cut off mine
and listen to myself vent!
We wake at first light
Naked in our bed of dreams
Scent of wild Orchids
 1d Deja
Pho
The moon leaves the night
to find the sun,
the sun leaves the day
to find the moon
and I stand in the shadow
they pass between them.
 Nov 2024 Deja
A
love is blind
 Nov 2024 Deja
A
one day
i might forget
the things you did
to me

and one day
i might not hate you
anymore

but when that day comes
i’m afraid
i might love you
all over again

a.g
 Nov 2024 Deja
Isabella
My Dear
 Nov 2024 Deja
Isabella
Happy birthday, my dear.
I'd give you the world if I could.
I'd place it in your little hands, the world small and grand,
But you'd drop it, I know you would.

I wish you a happy birthday, my dear.
I'd hold you in my arms if I could.
I'd hug you tight, tell you everything's alright,
But lying to a child is no good.
 Nov 2024 Deja
Ken Pepiton
Tell a blue bird she is beautiful,
she will say,
I know.
Sweet.
 Nov 2024 Deja
Jordan
The river dances in the rain,
veiled by white fog,
with ducks flocking
beneath the bushes.

A man stands nearby,
damning his life,
for the pavement serves
as a cemetery
for his wife's birthday cake.

What a bad day,
to be a beautiful sight.
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