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Two hurt souls with a hope to find tranquility, two lost souls torn and wasted, restricting them selves form falling for cupids temptations, souls attracted by their similarities in spite of the odds, desperate to find a way out, to find a soul mate that would rescue them from eternal solitude, they find eachother with an intense force and passion so desperate causing impact at the slightest touch, they evolve into a storm moving the skies violently without a care for destiny, they move through the friction and dance through their dark clouds and at the slightest graze the skies  roar again, lightning consuming their sky, upon realizing they can not be one, they make a desperate attempt to hang on to eachother Grasping violently  hurting one another  with every carress thunder cracks through their sky once again bringing down a deluge of tears, pain and insatiable nights that evaporate slowly into a heavy dew falling over the streets they once walked. The silence that fills the air  dense with emptiness the skies are clear the sun shines and the only solace they will find lies in the ghost of their storm and the grey in their skies
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Mar 3, 2025
Mar 3, 2025 at 1:44 PM UTC
Do Hurt People, Hurt People?
i met you almost a year ago, when we were just strangers. i laugh with you almost a year ago, when we were just friends. i stayed up all night with you a few months ago, when we were growing even closer. i talk non-stop with you a few months ago, when we were almost lovers. you stopped talking to me a few days after, when we were still almost lovers. you moved on from me a few weeks after, when we were back to friends. you found someone else a couple months after, when we were still friends. you fell in love with someone else a couple months after, when we were still friends. i tried moving on from you a few months after, when you were with her. i tried forgetting you a few months after, when you broke her. i tried to love you again a few months after, when you found another. i moved on from you, almost a year after i met you, when you are longing to be loved.
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Jun 5, 2017
Jun 5, 2017 at 2:09 PM UTC
love ; time