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Fernanda Lyra Oct 2019
Tightrope below my feet
remains poor indeed
this endless metaphor
M Apr 2019
I hover over fractured water
the porcelain compels me to lean closer

"I am not lovable"
M Apr 2019
maybe I'll skip lunch too
Kyra Embers Apr 2019
Perhaps we re all diamonds.
Hurt to beauty,
breath-taking eventually.
Kyra Embers Apr 2019
So much practice,
no use at all.
I hold on tight,
They still fall.
Bereniké Nov 2018
The mystery
is history.
I solved it
and this is how it ends.

It's not gonna haunt me again.
Aayasha khan Nov 2018
it's said
     "according to the poet"
           well no one actually knows..
this happen a lot of times with my own poems.. its different meanings deciphered by different people. thats all..
Foolinglife Nov 2017
Your heartbreak will never ****** you.
It will slowly overpower you,
making you vulnerable and unguarded,
making your eyes drop to bed sheet,
Making you feel a pain more than a human body could bear.
It will consume you till your last being.
Sometimes it will hit you like a bullet,
piercing your heart right through.
But no, it will never ****** you.
And one day you'll find yourself,
Lying on the floor gasping for air.
You will feel like you're dying,
But the truth is you're not.
No one has ever died of a heartbreak.
Above all, I'm breathing, trying to live a happy life.
Foolinglife Sep 2017
Today, I let go of the hurt, I used to call home.
I misconcieved the pain as love. And today i'm strong enough to let it go.
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