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ve Nov 2018
she’s still living in a void dimension
forsaken and letter-less.
days have gone by with blink of her eyes,
just like the ink someone marked on her heart

morning bruised her loneliness,
the bloodthirsty night stole the laugh she dreamed of having

she is still hollow,
a house without home,
boats without captain

she is still hollow,
living in a void strange world by herself

she is longing for her vibrant being,
her darkness has taken its quit.
ve Jun 2019
you and I
we were a match made in hell

the way we burn against (and for) each other
how we destroyed dreams and melodies
and suffering seemed like a perfect word for us

this love was never meant to last
but why did we hold on?

did you love it when I was burning?

we were poison for each other

but why did I still cry when you left
ve Jun 2017
if my presence is only drowning you
like an anchor,
therefore i hope my absence helps you soar the world
like a pair of wings
both ways still hurt me somehow
ve Jun 2017
You remind me of soothing and calm music
You remind me of thunder during storms
Both sweet and bitter,
you live inside me
you live inside me.
wherever i am, you are with me
ve Jul 2017
my writings
they are fire
warm
yet
they burn
ve Jun 2017
if i was an artist,
i would have painted myself a set of beautiful eyes,
a glowing skin,
hair of a princess,
an hourglass looking body,
a pretty version of me.

if i was an artist,
i would have drawn myself with plumper lips,
a pair of longer legs,
a better version of what i saw in the magazines

but i am not,
so i will just settle with
this

with who i am
instead of who i wanted to be
ve Jun 2019
it was everything
it was a sonogram of a mellifluous melody
it was the color of the sky before night had settled in
it was as if drowning in it was a great mistake

it was everything
it was the rainbow after every thunderstorm
it was like reaching the land after hours of being stranded
it was the cure for a wary wandering soul

it was everything
it was the moment your car hits the side road
it was when your candle stops burning
it was the darkness you felt before you drift off to sleep

it was everything
(i told myself)
it was everything
(was it really?)
ve Jun 2017
Who would guess
a blow of smoke
in your lungs
replaced
a place for me
in your heart
I don't like being this woman, but I love you and somehow you changed

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