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  5d fay
Lily
I find it scary to write a poem,
because what if people don’t like it?
Or worse — what if they do,
and it means they’re broken too?

Does it mean they also can’t find
peace and treasure in their mind?
Does it mean they feel the same,
so my pain is not a claim?

The fear, the loss, the pain and everything
If its not mine does it leave me as nothing?
  5d fay
Cassie love
We all crave something,
But once it's in our hands,
The craving ,the longing,
The spark—it disappears,
Drifting away
Like a leaf upon the river.
fay Sep 3
May this month bring the peace
the past months could never offer—

the unsaid farewells of January
the silent quitting of February
the letting go of March
the acceptance of April
the rediscovery of May
the yearning of June
the uncertainty of July
and the spiraling of August.

May what remains of this year
be written in stardust
and quiet miracles.
2025

whispered like a silent prayer to the months ahead
but we're back to square one, my love
and i'm really tired
⩇⩇:⩇⩇
fay Aug 12
We blame it on Mercury retrograde—
the missing, the craving,
the ghosts from our past.

We blame it on the stars—
the weight of wanting someone
we swore to forget.

We blame it on everything
but ourselves,
so we don’t feel guilty
for repeating the cycle
we promised to break.
2025

the energy shifts as the retrograde ends
fay Aug 4
I’ve felt this shift before,
and this time,
I refuse
to crumble beneath it.
2025

you have to let me let you go
fay Jul 23
Does it have to be heavy today?
Can I not carry
every memory,
every almost,
every ache—
just for today?
7.24.25 (0010)

Happy(?) Birthday!
૮ ◞ ﻌ ◟ ა
fay Jul 22
I've seen love burn like wildfires—
Born of passion, but doomed by desires.
Engulfed in flames of anger and darkness,
Consuming hearts to war and madness.

They spiral, trying to quench the pain,
Only to stoke the fumes again.
They kept burning, burning, and burning—
Until all that’s left were charred bones and yearning.
2025
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