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#nonchalance
got my heart wrapped around your lil' finger- every sound that escapes your lips is a trigger. just the sight of your face makes me shiver, yet the nonchalance in your eyes is a splinter. ruler of my heart- I'm begging you, love me like I love you.
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Jan 29, 2025
Jan 29, 2025 at 4:43 AM UTC
my heart
a stone cold heart, in a midst of confusion, terror, and silence. and blood it can cough yet it remains a sight of nonchalance everything's unkempt and rough out of order and balance far away, a cry and a laugh a battle of chaos at a glance a hide that is tough yet the insides tense nobody can plough through the violence to save it.
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Dec 1, 2024
Dec 1, 2024 at 3:35 AM UTC
it
There’s a snake outside my house It eats rats It scares thieves Tell me why I should **** it? Maybe one day, it will come around and swallow me whole along with its tail "But today is not that day." or so I say staring at the crimson sky, as it slithers through the grass.
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Nov 23, 2024
Nov 23, 2024 at 7:41 AM UTC
What else to do?
it cares not if the world burns but only to find a spot on your lap to curl up and sleep
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Apr 10, 2019
Apr 10, 2019 at 12:35 AM UTC
Cat
Chalance is the quiver in your vivacious voice as you tell them you're fine. The trepid tear you battle as you proclaim that you don't care anymore. The leering lump in your throat as you scream indifference from the rooftops. The murky melancholy you mask with the widest of smiles, The sinful scars that lurk beneath your flawless ensemble. The six strategic seconds you pause before you tell the universe you're nonchalant The word chalant is only as non-existent as your nonchalance.
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Jul 5, 2016
Jul 5, 2016 at 9:39 AM UTC
Chalance.
It's funny how inhaling poison can seem adequate enough to fill up your time and... natural. I do remember when your tongue tasted like toothpaste and nicotine and I ****** on it as if trying to steal your pain away and swallow it. But all my stomach had to digest was silent words that I am still hungry for and a desire for you to stop hurting yourself and me. But all you do is smoke one cigarette after the other with such nonchalance. F.Z.N
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Aug 20, 2014
Aug 20, 2014 at 1:30 PM UTC
Nonchalance