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  Dec 2021 ell
John Destalo
I was falling
for you

the feeling of
being weightless

the sky and
the ocean are
blue

like your eyes

your eyes and
Einstein’s brain

are the depths
I can never reach

but I will drown trying
to reach either or both
ell Dec 2021
the blades dull until they can't break through skin,
scars pile up, making the cuts bleed less than they did before.
you do the same amount of damage, with less the mess.
its not satisfying enough, is it?
will you ever be satisfied with yourself?
tw
I wrote this in three minutes. its bad vent 'poetry', I know.
ell Nov 2021
i'm almost me again,
she's almost you.
-
i've got some color back,
she thinks so too.
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i laugh like me again,
she laughs like you.
hozier
  Nov 2021 ell
Aakriti
Tied to what i want to free from
Returning to what i want to run from
Attached to what i want to detach from
Haunted by what i want to forget
Passing by same point in this maze, again.
ell Nov 2021
i grit my teeth,
but won’t give in.
the clock in the hall,
can’t make it passed ten.
it wont make an effort,
but neither will we.
an endless cycle,
drowning me.
a predictable poem for a predicable person.
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