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"Tell me, Atlas,
What is Heavier:

The world or its people's hearts?"
via crushis
sidra Apr 9
I lose myself in a memory of scents.

cigarettes and Chanel
spices and Spring

I lose myself in nostalgic fragments.
Kimi ZS Dec 2018
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the shutters are kept a jar closed this morning. i will only see out of one eye. my own blue light vibrates, hollows out my greying stomach leaving space to think - - you should’ve reached out but i can’t get my hand past the edge of my bed, so i use my hands instead to harden my molten tongue and soften my clenched cheeks. a sour gap between chin - - belly. rolling a mushy blade of grass between my fingers - - stretching a water bottle - - kicking the end of my bed - - do you feel empty? she said. I said  - - like unthreaded needles? like tupperwear unfilled?  - - is that empty? you felt like silk disrupted with the crease on your forces and i tried to collect the other day but you weren’t even there it was some other guy i only see you when i buy bags of must i miss the hugs you gave from ear to floor but now you’re cheating on me with yourself and now i’m a zippo without fluid and you’re the first *** packet without a number and without a warning and i'm without - -
one line poem broken by - -
about someone i want to love
Valerie Sep 2018
you’re my favourite mistake to make.
Nylee Mar 2018
Couldn't see the rain before it flooded everywhere.
Nylee Feb 2018
I'll finally be awake to eventually fall asleep.
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