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My Dear Poet Apr 2023
We hold on
only to break

We hold strong
only to shake

We hold in
only to explode

We hold out
only to implode
.



Sure..

Stand there...      wait
Don't stand there...    breathe.
No..        
Wait..
don't breathe...    just feel

Nah.   Yeah..
Ya-sure...  breathe&feel

Or wait...   no..
Just-remain-silent-and-say-nothing..


Ah,  there it is...    Yasss.    Good girl.


When you ghost me
I get a *****
https://youtu.be/VCb91rATBHI

xo
just talking to myself..
and whistling

youtu.be/fGTO-_hpnEc
and singing Winnie the Poo songs
My Dear Poet Feb 2022
Let’s plant this kiss
and bring forth fruit
our lips entwining
with tongue-like root
Let’s water this kiss
with tears we cry
over trees of life
lest they wither dry
Let’s bury this kiss
beneath our eyes
our last taste of sun
before light dies
My Dear Poet Nov 2021
These hands were made for holding
Then came fear and taught me how to grasp

These lungs were made for holding
Then came anxiety and taught me how to gasp

This heart was made for holding
Then came love and taught me how to clasp
I was made wonderfully and beautifully
and now life teaches me to take hold
judas Nov 2021
Your hand
On my knee,
My hand
On your hand,
Your arms
Wrapped around me,
And mine
Around you.
catching feelings man
Alexa Genesis Jun 2021
walk firmly looking up front as if there was no problem
i walk in front of you because i want you to see how fix i am like a rubiks cube.
i want you to look at me in the eye while i walk passed you. and i want you to remember how you messed-up every color in my life.
i want to tell you a story of how much morphine i took just to numb the pain i holding, while you seem like nothing happened.

i remember the pain i'm holding, while you holding someone hands.
while you are content and i'm not
while i'm suffering in this pain like a fire, burning in my heart.

i want you to remember the memories. the memories that haunt you till the rest of you life.
i want you to look at me in the eye and look down on me and walk passed by
past is a lesson. don't live in past
aspen wilde Jun 2021
the whole night
i've been holding my breath
without realising,
so when i exhale
it surprises me with an intensity
i've never known.
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