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I can’t keep giving you this favor you asked for. I can’t keep this promise I made to you. I’m sorry. I’m breaking everything. I’m shattering glass, I’m tearing down walls, And I am unapologetic. I didn’t mean for it to escalate this far, But then again, Here we are. I can’t keep this promise, My skin just wants to break free. I can’t keep giving you this favor, My skin just wants to be against yours. I am ripping your poems to shreds, I am slashing tires to your sweet ride, I am breaking the gazes between us. I am unafraid. I can't keep loving you, This stupid schoolgirl crush. I am walking over our memories, Crushing the seeds you grew in me. I am destroying the thought of you, I am rendering love identical with night. Tears don't stain my eyes, Neither does pain. So don't act surprised. I am dancing again, I am singing once more, And I am not in love. I am the moon once more, I am the sun again, And you aren't the stars. You aren't the reason. You aren't my rhyme. You aren't a poem, Let alone mine. You're just a shell of a man that I once loved. Even then, you're still empty.
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Dec 17, 2019
Dec 17, 2019 at 8:18 PM UTC
Shell Growth
I can’t keep giving you this favor you asked for. I can’t keep this promise I made to you. I’m sorry. I’m breaking everything. I’m shattering glass, I’m tearing down walls, And I am unapologetic. I didn’t mean for it to escalate this far, But then again, Here we are. I can’t keep this promise, My skin just wants to break free. I can’t keep giving you this favor, My skin just wants to be against yours. I am ripping your poems to shreds, I am slashing tires to your sweet ride, I am breaking the gazes between us. I am unafraid. I can't keep loving you, This stupid schoolgirl crush. I am walking over our memories, Crushing the seeds you grew in me. I am destroying the thought of you, I am rendering love identical with night. Tears don't stain my eyes, Neither does pain. So don't act surprised. I am dancing again, I am singing once more, And I am not in love. I am the moon once more, I am the sun again, And you aren't the stars. You aren't the reason. You aren't my rhyme. You aren't a poem, Let alone mine. You're just a shell of a man that I once loved. Even then, you're still empty.
Even the moon must go through phases of feeling empty to become whole
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riaflowers
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riaflowers
22/Gender Fluid/USA
Dec 17, 2019
Dec 17, 2019 at 8:18 PM UTC
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