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Luna Maria Sep 2020
I romanticize the smell of cigs
because I want destroying myself
to be something beautiful and graceful.
Luna Maria Sep 2020
yes, I am.
carefully realizing the truth
Luna Maria Sep 2020
it’s the words that always will
remain unspoken
between us.
the undefined smiles,
and the acknowledged feelings
we never discovered.
what could’ve been and what never will be
Luna Maria Aug 2020
I see you looking at me
in a broken mirror and
I promise to hold your hand
dry your tears
and I will make for you a
soft universe.
I promise myself I will be okay
Luna Maria Aug 2020
slowly the words
stopped forming
under my bleeding hands
concerned
Luna Maria Aug 2020
and then she showed love
to the body
I've been hating
for so many years.
I couldn't imagine that someone loved a part of me I hated so much
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