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  Mar 2021 strawberryshortcake
Diana
You.
Are.
A.
Walking.
Masterpiece.
  Mar 2021 strawberryshortcake
Jackie
I've been losing sleep
I think I'm in way too deep
Pull me out
And when I scream it doesn't make a sound
Dear anyone
How can I love you and not love myself?
The fire burns but I still love the smell
Would you hate me if I went to hell?
Dear anyone
and then the world was
silenced
all except her broken butterfly wing heartbeat
She dove into the
oblivion of the deep blue
sea.
this is a poem written in a boring class
11:34 PM
hey, how are you?
10:27 AM
I've just been wondering how you
are doing, that's all.
12:09 AM
I'm sorry, okay? it didn't mean
anything I promise. I still want
you.                        
                                                                ­  2:39 AM
                                                              ­     Just like you promised to love
                                                                ­   me?
                                                             ­     2:39 AM
                                                              ­     Just like you promised they
                                                                ­   were just a friend?
                                                         ­         2:39 AM
                                                              ­      Am I something you get to pick
                                                                ­    up and throw back down
                                                                ­    when you are done with me?
                                                             ­                                           *seen
just a small piece of a pain-filled monologue
  Dec 2020 strawberryshortcake
Erika
my love language

is saying

that I HATE you

  when

what I really

wanna say

is

   I LOVE you

but if I told you

that I loved you

as often

as I felt the urge to

you’d think that I was

nuts
  Dec 2020 strawberryshortcake
Strying
I wrote it on my hands
I etched it to my soul
My happy place
Was taken away
Replaced with
His voice

But you're here
and you touched my hand
and made it all okay.
  Dec 2020 strawberryshortcake
Chandy
Used for temporary results
And permanent trauma
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