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#notlove
my heart used to flutter when you texted me I would gush at every compliment but then I was impatient to be called yours you cut our situationship off and decided we should be just friends it broke my heart as tears streamed down my face but soon enough I accepted it as that but then you became distant and stopped replying to me you left me on read/seen it made my heart heavy and stomach churn I stopped begging for your attention and affection now I no longer care I do not feel anything for you my heart is steady I don't look forward to your texts I barely think of you I am done done with this mess I will wipe my hands of this situation and leave it in the past
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Jun 3, 2025
Jun 3, 2025 at 4:40 PM UTC
the end of what could've been
As you fade into memory; become a part of history; i learn to live without your presence; inspired by your mastery. Will pain abandon me one day the way love's always done. Will it reject me in all ways that only love's known how. Is 'once upon a time' a thing? Does 'ever after' still exist? What happened to those princesses After they got their prince? As you fade into memory; become a part of history; my faith fades alongside of you all i am left with - misery.#
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Mar 9, 2024
Mar 9, 2024 at 6:27 AM UTC
1234
dear chaser, you had only one goal and yet you failed, after all the chasing, how could you leave so easily?
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Mar 26, 2021
Mar 26, 2021 at 11:28 AM UTC
Dear Chaser,
of my lucid dreams innocence snickering rumors and all the dam things I threw away because I thought we were in love
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Feb 15, 2021
Feb 15, 2021 at 1:03 PM UTC
He burns in the fields
This is a love story without love. A love story when we both said "i want you" but im sure i did not lie. A love story from your viewpoint, not mine. Of how and where I am your mistake and you - you were just weak. A love story. A love. A story. For you, a story. For me, a love.
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Mar 14, 2020
Mar 14, 2020 at 8:05 PM UTC
not another lovestory
Your words call me forward Arms draw me near Hold me here forever- How about we stay together? Your love is a harpoon Don’t seem so stressed- I’ll polish it to perfection- Until I see my heart’s reflection Your warmth is my sun Please keep me healthy, And I promise to try and heal you- Fix you up, just like new Your crazy is my flame stay forever in my heart, Burn it to an ember- Carving your name into its center Your determination is my anchor So let me be your captain, Let’s sail these wild waters- Lead this lamb to the slaughter Your goodbye is my demise Leave me here to rot Broken and ***** Love, don’t you know you hurt me?
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Mar 13, 2020
Mar 13, 2020 at 3:54 AM UTC
Not About Love
you told me you loved me you told me "you are mine" you told me you'd love me forever you told me "you belong to me" you told me I was your alpha & your omega you told me "you are why I was born a man, to love you" you told me you were going to marry me you told me "I can never love another now" you told me you'd never let me leave you you told me "I'll put you in a box in the ground, before I'll let you go" you told me you'd never hurt me you told me "I'm going to **** you" you told me you loved me. love is not ownership love is not obsession love is not violence love is not suppression love is not breaking bones love is not silence love is not feeling alone you saw me like you see one of your treasured first editions a thing to show off to brag about to your mates a thing to pick up and put down to keep locked up to covet a thing you own. I loved you when you were my loving lost boy of the morning I loved you when at loves first bloom you were sweet passionate gentle kind I loved you when you made me feel safe I loved you before the strong arms that held me close broke my bones and broke my heart broke my faith and tore it all apart. J.C.
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Feb 5, 2020
Feb 5, 2020 at 1:19 PM UTC
you told me you loved me
She is multi-faceted. She is not a wallpaper. If she could , she would, but still, she is a landscape. Winks at him, then leaves, kisses another, her intentions don’t comply, creates as if they are crafts. Voo-doo dolls with prejudiced faith . She is a princess of all them towers. She is a queen of undisturbed motion and vibrant colours . Her attention span is longer than her eyelashes and lasts more than your miserable loving.
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Nov 7, 2018
Nov 7, 2018 at 7:53 AM UTC
A window to her
So you wanna put on a show. **** momma that's a low blow. Ya slick and you're sly like a crow. Ya runnin' ta catch me , ya slow. There's something that you gotta know. Ya tell me to give what I owe. In the darkness of lies , you glow. Ya tasting the demon you grow. Destruction ya sip on-the-go. Now I'm rhyming and braking the flow. Ya braking , deflating , do you need a tow? In the light of day you're a ***
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Oct 7, 2018
Oct 7, 2018 at 5:21 PM UTC
Yo' mama
This is not a poem, 'tis a story The story of how I went so far backwards 'tis the story of me falling in love and falling... out of life I fell for a girl, and I ****** her up, because I was scared This is not a poem I lost this amazing girl, and drank away my sorrows Under age and a drunken mess This is not a poem I had a friend, she helped me through that mess and I hurt her more than I ever knew or realised I was too stuck in my own **** drunk and high escaping reality again and she left This is not a poem I realized that she had not left and she only escaped me dragging her down I cannot connect or attach with anyone For I have lost too much of myself to take that thing away from another person, because is a ravaged thing and I'm and untold lore and this is not a True Poem 'tis a story of a brokenhearted and pathetic little boy who had not told his lore to anyone, but one and thus He realized 'tis not a story to be told for anyone written words here This is not a poem
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Jun 25, 2018
Jun 25, 2018 at 5:50 PM UTC
Not a True Poem
i only see what could've been. your kind eyes, warm smile, strong arms, wrapping me in ever so tightly. i try to re-spark the fire, but that boy is gone. never to be seen again. that's how i know it's not love.
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Dec 30, 2017
Dec 30, 2017 at 4:38 PM UTC
its not love.
i thought i loved you. the way you called me princess, or you called me yours, how you declared me your favorite and let me fall asleep in call. how you messaged me when i couldn't sleep even when you had work at 7 am i really ******* thought i loved you, and sometimes i think i still do, but you made it really clear that you didn't love me when you called her princess, and claimed her as yours, and said she was the most important person to you how she fell asleep with you, and how you helped her back to sleep, even when you had work at 7 am i sometimes still think i love you.
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Nov 20, 2017
Nov 20, 2017 at 9:29 PM UTC
i love you
i do not wish to soak       bathe swim immerse             linger in your scent. for it is a reminder that you are not mine. when you are done, you leave me behind. your scent, in the place I sleep. your scent,                                                suffocating me. a reminder that we, play for no keeps, just our scents, smothered in sheets.
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Oct 16, 2017
Oct 16, 2017 at 2:57 AM UTC
scent.
I was consumed by liquor, prompting my gates to open. Out rushed the courage, to share with you my emotions.
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Oct 13, 2017
Oct 13, 2017 at 6:00 AM UTC
liquor.
I'm the puppet, you the puppeteer A master in how you control and steer But the problem with being a puppet doll Is that we don't know love at all We simply do what you need And hear ever plead When we try to walk away It's you that gets the last say It's always I love you, said just the same As if it's some sort of game Of cat and mouse But I'm a puppet, so you tightened the strings Once you saw them you clipped my wings Captivated by that siren song It's okay I'll follow along
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Sep 19, 2017
Sep 19, 2017 at 9:49 PM UTC
Its all part of the Show
Because I love you I’ll hold your hand while we walk past your friends But they won't see my grip, how white i'm growing at the fingertips Because I love you, I’ll trust you with his number in your phone Only till we get home, because then baby, his numbers gone Because I love you I’ll hold your phone for you babe And crush it beneath my feet when I even get the creeping feeling that you think of another girl Because I love you, I’ll make your eye black and blue and show you this is what love is I’ll set your house on fire baby. Is that girl pretty now? Because I love you, I’m going to break your legs so you can't run away from my love Why won't you let me love you baby? Isn’t every bruise a reminder? Isn’t every broken bone a kiss? I love you baby I won't do it again I promise
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Aug 16, 2017
Aug 16, 2017 at 12:15 PM UTC
Because I love you.
Every time I see your face, My heart beats a little faster. Every time I hear your words, It's like I've gone back in time. We're not meant to be, So why can't I just move on? I started depending on you too much, and now part of me feels like it's missing. You taught me things about myself and the world. I can never thank you enough. You introduced me to new sounds, that now make me think of you. My heart aches for what we had, But we can't go back.
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Jul 14, 2017
Jul 14, 2017 at 10:27 AM UTC
Moving On
the thing about me is that I crave intimacy. but I've grown up in this way of believing that two people can never really connect when there's fabric between their bodies so I part my lips, and I kiss your skin, desperate to feel like I am part of something. I listen to our breaths and feel our bodies synchronize, reaching out with my mind, hoping somehow it'll mingle with yours. But two souls can't connect when it's just another, **** and when I open my eyes, I allow guilt to settle in vulnerable and naked, with remnants of burning fingers on my skin.
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May 19, 2017
May 19, 2017 at 3:52 PM UTC
Guilt Mixed With False Intimacy
It's easy to move on from someone you know, So why can't it be the same with someone you deeply care about?
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Nov 25, 2016
Nov 25, 2016 at 7:23 AM UTC
Just... move on, please?
Loving him was winter Summer never returned. Even now that he's gone For the harsh, cold chill of his touch, I still yearn. I crumble the roses And cut down the ferns Praying to an unknown god That my lovers burning Chill of wrath will Once more Return.
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Apr 16, 2016
Apr 16, 2016 at 4:41 AM UTC
He My Winter