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pretty Sep 2017
the time is reflecting my image
or my image is reflecting the time
either will have the same meaning
when it comes to your own screening
does this even has sense lol
pretty Aug 2017
those three words came to my mind
when i saw your red but beautiful eyes
i felt i was blind this whole time
but you were nothing but a devil in desguise

i really hated you for a long time
because you made me fall from the enormous climb
the only times when my will to live was near
it was because you had spoken to me, my dear.
my titles are so cheesy
pretty Aug 2017
little light
little sunshine
little luck
i wish you'd never gone
those words felt like stabs
i know that,
but time will cure your wounds
dear happy
little spring breeze
little melody,
i'm so sorry.
please stay at least tonight.
inspired by dear happy-dodie clark and thomas sanders
pretty Aug 2017
Being alone feels timeless,
it feels like I'm undressed,
just me and my body,
miles away from being suppressed.
this poem was made to express myself and what being alone makes me feel.
this is my first poem i love this site ****

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