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 Mar 2020
Tatiana
I tell my secrets to children
in the form of fairy tales
A "Once upon a time," is enough
to quiet down their wails
and I spin stories as well as spiders
weaving webs that a lost child
must navigate the tangled trails
with cleverness and wit
sharper than any sword
more accurate than any arrow
I speak of children who questioned
the established path of rejection
and this misguided idea of reciprocity,
"You must suffer because it happened to me."
Because my blessing in life was not brute strength
but a clear mind and clever tongue.
I tell my secrets to children
so that they may grow smarter because of them.
©Tatiana
What can I say, I like to share stories.
 Mar 2020
Viktoriia
i'm sleepwalking
through my youth,
touching things
that don't touch me back,
wanting people
that break my heart
long before
i can break theirs.
and i wish
i could just disappear,
wouldn't make
any difference at all,
'cause i'm wrong
in so many ways,
telling lies
to pretend i'm whole.
what's the point?
was there one that i missed?
lost the interest
halfway through,
turned to nothing
by half past noon.
i'm so sorry;
i've been sleepwalking
through my youth.
 Mar 2020
izzn
because of us,
this world is dying,
this world is sick,
so what if
this pandemic
is a just a calling
for our own greed?
During this trying times, we are all the same. Everyone is vulnerable to the virus, be it the rich or the poor or the one in between. So, let's try our best to take care of each other, to take care of the world, by taking care of ourselves first. Yes, by just staying at home doing nothing, we might feel hopeless, we might feel helpless. But the only way to get rid of this pandemic is for us to stop being selfish buy buying things all to ourselves without thinking of others. It is enough for us to stay healthy, stay safe, and stay home. I love you all and let's hope this will end soon.
 Mar 2020
rk
red wine
stained our lips,
with clumsy hands
tracing moonlight
on your skin.
our love got sweeter
with each stolen kiss
and in those moments
i knew,
i would follow you
to any ruin.
- all i could breathe was you.
 Mar 2020
Sophia Marie Rose
What of nightfall? What of the blanket of midnight that wraps around us all so tightly?
My darling, my love for you is as constant as the rose painted sky.
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