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 Sep 23 amanda
Bummer
I would die for you even if I didn't have to

With red rivers on my wrists
 Dec 2020 amanda
basil
darling
 Dec 2020 amanda
basil
sometimes
i wish you were the poet
because sometimes
i just want to be the poem
 Dec 2020 amanda
abby
Aphrodite
 Dec 2020 amanda
abby
Aphrodite
incapable of really
loving someone
to the very end,
if the goddess of love
can't find any
how can I
expect to find love
of my own
 Nov 2020 amanda
MB
She liked new clothes,
She would wear them out for days-
till they got raggedy and thin,
then she would throw it out -

He liked her,
He watched her shop and pursue,
but he was still confused,  
on the day she threw him out -

As if he wasn’t a new thing to try on
I tried to love you- but I like shiny new things
 Nov 2020 amanda
Kurt Carman
70
 Nov 2020 amanda
Kurt Carman
70
Life is good,
But the 3rd act is a shitshow.
She was stuck
in endless cycles
it seemed to her
more harm than good
to be a girl
in this world
 Sep 2020 amanda
parsleyboi
sometimes self care is
polysporin and bandages
tending to the wounds
of your own self destruction
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