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Jan 2020
one.
lie down on a bed,
stare at the galaxy above you
and revel in the blatant contrast:

the universe: vast unyielding.
your broken heart: infinitesimal.

two.
grab a pen forgotten
along with a blank sheet
and ever so cautiously

extricate your soul
from the sadness growing
inside your bones.

three.
this is how you heal:
realize that the universe is kind and loving,
beautiful and forgiving.

you are not the three am tears,
nor the half past twelve drunken hours.

you are not evil for the ways
you tried to extinguish your sadness.

β€”12:24AM
oftentimes people feel terrible for how they dealt with things alone. we all have our own way of coping and if we feel bad for how we were back then, all i hope for is one thingβ€” that you forgive yourself when you tried hurting you.
agatha
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agatha  22/F
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     --- and Patrick
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