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Nivine Nahli Jul 2018
You wrote compositions
All over her body, with your hands.
She will never forget the poetic scars
That you have left behind.

Within her, there is you.
But without your presence,
She is lost and lonesome.
Lacking the touch of your lips.

The touch, upon her exquisite skin.
The scent of you, will continue to linger
Throughout the room and on her clothes.
A constant reminder, that you’re still around.

Around but nowhere near.

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Remembering you.
Nivine Nahli Jun 2018
Watch my hands shake and
Look at my body tremble.
Listen to my speech slur,
Observe my eyes shifting.

I’ll intertwine my hands,
To wipe off the cold sweat.
I’ll chuckle and then I’ll cry,
Feeling my heart palpitate.

It’ll all escalate quickly and
Suddenly I’ll be on the floor,
With no control over myself.
I’m scared of my own mind.

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anxiety.
Nivine Nahli Jun 2018
Have you ever sat there in the dark,
Weeping tears because of your broken heart?
Telling yourself to wake up from this mess,
Asking ‘why can’t I just feel a little less’.

These emotions tower over your mind,
Kicking into your delicate spine,
Unable to move your body anymore.
Constantly laying on the floor.

This is what it feels like to live with sadness.
Wether your heartbroken, or slightly bliss.
There’s always that emptiness surrounding,
Leaving your heart and head pounding.

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depression
Nivine Nahli Jun 2018
The stars and the moon,
Have fallen beneath my feet.
You brought them to me and
It all makes sense now.

Since there is no radiance,  
Above me anymore.
In a split second,
My heart has changed.

Thinking it was kind gestures,
But only taking away what’s left in me.
I have nothing to look up to,
No stars to count, no moon to watch shine.

You left me with darkness.
You took away my universe.
You took what you gave me,
Buried it beneath my feet.

And wondered why I was so cold and empty.

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Nivine Nahli Jun 2018
Had not been for you
My heart wouldn’t beat.

My wounds wouldn’t heal
Without your touch.

I told myself these sad lies.

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Nivine Nahli Jun 2018
In the end, I knew.
You didn’t love me,
As much as I loved you.

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Nivine Nahli Jun 2018
I was good to you,
I was too good to you.
Feed on me because I’m vulnerable.
Walk away, when you know you’re wrong.

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