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My love for you is
So powerful and true
So powerful my heart will
Forever beat just for you
And it will withstand every pain to and
I love everything about you and
I love you so much too
And my heart skips a beat
Thinking about you and
You are my world and you
Are my everything in life and your my
Own fairytale come true
And your the perfect Angel to and
Our hearts are so pure and full of love and
Sweetheart I love you so much with every heartbeat in life.
She's So Precious And True πŸ’–πŸ’–πŸ’–πŸ’–πŸ’–
thyreez-thy Nov 2023
How ironic to not seek the tools yet drool on them
To see the instruments and break down like a phlegm
How naΓ―ve of us to use the gym as an excuse
To prolong it, as if it were drug use

Some call it dopamine others call it clarity
Most see an opening to showcase their barbarity
Called less of a man to those "better off"
Called less of a woman to those showing pictures with their sweater off
Lust driving companies to show children compromised
We see these plaything while revenue boosts the enterprise
Anime, video games, novels and Tv
Nothing seems too extreme for these mediums
Beheading, shredding, **** and made "Dream-like"
Topics have been explored beyond their tedium

**** is accessible and Ai makes your dream man
Merge yourself with your idol beyond the imagination of a regular Stan
Be praised for wearing Japanese ******* and condoning said behavior
Treat somebodies feet pics like your very own savior


The beast wins not with wit, but with a pattern
To catch us in the act frozen still like Saturn
Internet connections show us the milky way
And your hands remain adamant, your mind filthy

The beasts doesn't care of November, nor valentines or about your crush
It waits to clamp you, and turn you into dust
Too ashamed to seek humanity, too far gone to find morality
Repeated until insanity, Your mouth blurting profanities

And yet we blame the beast when our relationships end or we cant break a ***** habit
Then try to pray to catch up to the Sabbath
Why Lie to the beast and to ourselves?
To those who use their hands or run to cheap hotels
Is ******* more worthwhile than redemption?

The beast is with me as I type this, judging my every move
It laughs, uses slurs and denying my attempts to improve
It lives in you, no matter how content you are with your sexuality
And does its all to destroy your Mentality
A poem I wrote on ****** urges and the dangers we tend to laugh at or ignore
  Oct 2023 thyreez-thy
Khoisan
Earth grind slutty slime
pulled from a minds remembral
an extinguisher.
π‘π‘œπ‘–π‘›π‘‘,
π‘ƒπ‘œπ‘–π‘›π‘‘,
π‘ƒπ‘œπ‘–π‘›π‘‘,
𝐴𝑛𝑑 π‘Ž π‘™π‘œπ‘›π‘” 𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑒...
π‘Œπ‘œπ‘’π‘Ÿ 𝑗𝑒𝑗𝑒𝑏𝑒 π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘’ β„Žπ‘Žπ‘  𝑔𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑛 π‘“π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘–π‘‘
π‘π‘Žπ‘šπ‘–π‘–π‘“π‘œπ‘™π‘–π‘Ž 𝑔𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑠 π‘™π‘’π‘Žπ‘£π‘’π‘ 
𝐼𝑛 π‘¦π‘œπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘£π‘œπ‘–π‘π‘’,
𝑂𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑓𝑖𝑒𝑙𝑑𝑠
𝐴𝑛𝑑 π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘‘ 𝑠𝑒𝑛 π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘’ π‘Žπ‘™π‘–π‘£π‘’
π‘‡β„Žπ‘’ π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘ π‘’ π‘π‘’π‘ β„Ž π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘¦π‘’π‘™π‘™π‘œπ‘€ π‘šπ‘œπ‘œπ‘› π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘’ π‘Žπ‘™π‘–π‘£π‘’;
𝐴𝑛𝑑 π‘¦π‘œπ‘’ π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘’ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘ π‘’π‘›π‘“π‘™π‘œπ‘€π‘’π‘Ÿ,
𝐼𝑛 π‘¦π‘’π‘™π‘™π‘œπ‘€ π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘”π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘’π‘› π‘π‘œπ‘™π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘ .
π‘‡β„Žπ‘’ π‘”π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘’π‘› π‘ β„Žπ‘–π‘šπ‘šπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘œπ‘›
π‘‡β„Žπ‘’ π‘¦π‘’π‘™π‘™π‘œπ‘€ 𝑀𝑖𝑛𝑔 π‘œπ‘“ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘π‘’π‘‘π‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘“π‘™π‘¦;
π‘‡β„Žπ‘’ 𝑠𝑒𝑛 π‘€π‘Žπ‘  π‘ β„Žπ‘–π‘›π‘–π‘›π‘” π‘π‘’β„Žπ‘–π‘›π‘‘
π‘‡β„Žπ‘’ π‘π‘œπ‘™π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘’π‘‘ π‘”π‘™π‘Žπ‘ π‘  π‘œπ‘“ π‘¦π‘œπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘œπ‘š.
π‘‡β„Žπ‘’ π‘™π‘–π‘”β„Žπ‘‘
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π‘‡β„Žπ‘’π‘¦ π‘—π‘’π‘šπ‘ π‘œπ‘’π‘‘ π‘œπ‘“ π‘¦π‘œπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘£π‘œπ‘–π‘π‘’...
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π‘†π‘Žπ‘šπ‘π‘Žπ‘ π‘—π‘Žπ‘ π‘šπ‘–π‘›π‘’ 𝑔𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑠 π‘“π‘™π‘œπ‘€π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘ 
𝐴𝑛𝑑 π‘¦π‘œπ‘’ β„Žπ‘Žπ‘£π‘’ π‘π‘œπ‘šπ‘’!
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π‘Œπ‘œπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘ π‘‘π‘Žπ‘‘π‘’π‘’,
π‘‡β„Žπ‘’ 𝑝𝑖𝑠𝑑𝑖𝑙 π‘œπ‘“ 𝑖𝑑𝑠 β„Žπ‘–π‘π‘–π‘ π‘π‘’π‘  π‘“π‘™π‘œπ‘€π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘ ,
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thyreez-thy Oct 2023
Thought I never openly brag on it
I never found it something to dwell on
You made a gift so emotional that it could never be bought
So inspirational it must be felt and not taught
Then life happened, and so did you
Changing to somebody I could barely view
You spent your days at parties and bashes, long forgetting your truest friends
You left our messages on red and blue, and even when I waited for you
You never rung back

You greatly post about your life, as if you beg for the attention
And looking back and taking some introspection
I realize we were the sun and the moon
Always to be apart, always to have a pull and push
Always to end things early, always to say goodbye too soon
Never ready and never to see the use

I'd ping you motivation and say your eyes spark into the souls of millions
You'd see this message and reply later as if my response is vermillion
You'd say I ignore you for having nothing to work with
And yet I adored you even when you thought I wouldn't persist
Months on end a single ping from you is all I wanted
and seconds on end my response time made you astonished

Many call you out to your way of delaying friendships, to keep them on hold and return when you are in pieces
To have us piece you back together because you learnt this world is vicious
You even told me you find my concern for you so alarming, how anybody so genuine could love "****" like you
And even now I second guess before I throw blame and hit skew

You called guys manipulative and even called my lack of time a game
Yet always cried and pleaded when we called you out for the same
So determined to keep a guy on the line while lusting for another
You find it naΓ―ve of me to not act like your brother
It's saddening to think we may never find comfort in speaking again
And where I wished you at every occasion, you never wished me a happy birthday
You never told me happy Birthday
A poem I just came up with based of seeing my old love interest ignore her "best friend"
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