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 Feb 25 Sayla
Anais Vionet
I was thinking that If we create an all-knowing, all-wise and all powerful AI, we should probably pay someone to sit next to its electrical plug.
 Feb 25 Sayla
inutilpaacas
as the bullet pierces through
the love for you spills out too
thoughts unsaid
prays unheard
what drips from my writ once was love.
 Feb 25 Sayla
Marc Morais
Messy
 Feb 25 Sayla
Marc Morais
It doesn’t stay neat—
nothing does.
Not the room.
Not the mind.
Not the feelings
I have for you.

I spill everything out—
ink, blood, tears—
whatever I hold
too tight.

Even the rain
trips over itself,
but you call it
beautiful—
you always do.
 Feb 22 Sayla
Ophelia
Checkmate
 Feb 22 Sayla
Ophelia
Checkmate
The final move has been made
They will mourn their loss
Checkmate
There’s no coming back from this one
You made your move
He made his
You must mourn your loss
Checkmate
White roses on his black tomb
Checkmate
He pulled his final move
 Feb 22 Sayla
Jhamarie
SUN
 Feb 22 Sayla
Jhamarie
SUN
You were darkness,
I searched for your light,
I've realized I'm worthy of the sun.

— The End —