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#summertimesadness
I actually know how this was going to end, the great war ended badly for the both of us, and it's just me in despair again, so i drove my wheels faster than light the road became a curve and i was in parallels t'was a mess, i'm in my next getaway car i was in my highest in those moments you threw me, i was at my lowest of lows maybe it was pathetic of me to think you were different i know i left you in the blue, never thought the right thing would be so wrong you were sunshine, and i was definitely midnight rain I hate your wit and how childish you are, where my days were filled by your nonsensical jokes, where i would swore by your calls, i hate how i could not live without it i hate how f*cking tall you are 'cause someday i'll be finding myself in the same crowd as you and you're the first thing that i will sight i hate how i remember every detail of your voice, style, and face i guess the rumors were all true tall, dark, and beautiful he flies away and saves someone else
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Aug 1, 2023
Aug 1, 2023 at 8:21 AM UTC
summertime sadness
DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, the sun is beautiful--isn't it?:) come back no more retrieve those times free those ends skirting down the space literal meanings of known overflow in motions of waves I would never say then them be tunes symphonious to the ear splendid in fear of eternal reveal she in disguise no more comes to a life snatched in daze taken by hand fight or flight said the drag to the glass hesitancy in the eyes of guilt and rebel Mars my heart flutters for the leave into the dark a step between the light and the dark no seconds no thirds on duty bark turn the black and show the white hue for a selfish moment for a stare for a blue in the tremble memoirs are written upon floors for the remember yet found in not an adequate resemble lose me once then carve the doors awake my feet lie on logs of take and not fakes make up my soul make up my mind its not late for another chance another mistake she in the adds she in the lines she for an escape maybe untouched by those neither by these cut my slate bring me to the reals forever sealed for my eyes surreal not for once not for dear the sun brushes feather for the sight to near an end of oceans to look up mercy on the seas one jump to **** her gear --------ravenfeels
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Apr 16, 2021
Apr 16, 2021 at 5:20 PM UTC
Sun Brushes
The sunlight wakes me up at 10 am, but I’m not even thinking about getting out of bed It’s just seems so distant, impossible to reach I know I sound dumb but it ain’t easy for me Something keeps me nailed to this bed I can’t move my limbs, I’m ashamed of myself This has to end now, I can’t live this way I lie to myself like this Every Single Day
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Jun 11, 2019
Jun 11, 2019 at 3:56 PM UTC
Everyday
Silent mornings and empty beds. I cook for one. 28 day snapchat streaks, *** “lol” and *** Walking by your mom’s house. You’ll run out that door any minute...? New friends in class. They’re temporary and they know it. Job applications stacked on my bed. I’ll quit within 3 months. Getting breakfast at LP almost every morning. They’re the only ones left who know my name. I count the days until summer ends, and with it my loneliness. 37, in case you were wondering.
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Jul 18, 2018
Jul 18, 2018 at 2:24 AM UTC
Summertime Juxtaposition