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Boris-Bryce Jun 2020
fate crossed our paths and intertwined our hearts
we were once the remedy to each other's souls
until we became each other's poison and ceased to grow
out of love becomes for one adoration
but for the other it becomes exasperation
never enough is my unrequited love
oh - immaculate being from above
when I look at me I despise my own reflection
how then could I ever really perceive your true perfection?
The biggest mistake we make when it comes to love, is making someone else the source of your happiness, an addiction that ends up fatal
Mari Jun 2020
Grow from pain,
Learn from mistakes,
Embrace your scars.
Sreeyaa Jun 2020
the night before,
drunk mind,
sober heart,

the morning after,
sober mind,
drunk heart,

the mind's mistake,
the heart's curare.
Bailey Jun 2020
Waves of nausea
Crash on the inside
Like heavy waves of the sea
They come and go
Reminding me
Of all the mistakes

It's like a sunburn
Always red and angry
Like a slap across my face
Stinging remembering pain

The tears that stream down my face
Reminding me
I'm the biggest mistake
I ever made
Abdul Qadir May 2020
We met thousand times, we talked hundreds of time,
We laughed together, we cried together,
we trusted each other, we shared our secrets,
We said a lot of things, we did a lot of things,
We looked in each other's eyes, we drowned in them,
We held each other's hands and pulled forward,
But we could never peep deep inside each other's hearts,
We could never show what was buried deep inside our hearts,
And that's why we are not weeping together today, perhaps.
They should have been slightly more daring.
Kayla universe May 2020
Love is wild

Maybe too wild for me.

And I used to believe that it was a mistake for these poor boys to love me.

To try and catch me, but now it’s clear to see.

They are the wild things and I am desperately trying to catch them. running, running and scraping my knees.

When I realize that I cannot love, that I could not tame such wild beasts?
Back in 2018, I wrote a poem called wild thing. It’s still on profile if you want to read it, but the other day I realized that roles are now reversed. Instead of trying to catch me, I am trying to catch them. I guess it’s all part of being single. Enjoy and leave a comment ❤️❤️
Zack Ripley May 2020
First, I forgave the bullies
Who made me cry.
I didn't know your story.
You didn't ask for mine.
Now the hard part.
I forgive myself
for the mistakes I've made.
It's been a long, weird game.
But so far, I don't regret
The way I've played.
Sovit Pokhrel May 2020
You're the kind of mistake,
I thought i'd never make.

Here i am,
Bruised & battered,
Yet, mind made up & heart prepared.

Dazed, on your presence.
Hazed, with my lust.
The same feeling of abyss.
Drenched & drained, Yet, a bliss.

Here i am,
Bruised & battered,
Yet, mind made up & heart prepared.
Convinced !!!
You're the kind of mistake,
I'd be glad, to make again.
Better to have loved and lost, than never loved at all
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