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 Jul 2019 Tegan
Maddie
Distance can't dull your shine, honey.
You were made for the stars.
 May 2019 Tegan
Masha Yurkevich
I'm
not
your
canvas;
you can't
paint over me.
My mistakes,
my life, it's whom
I want to be.
So go
_________
take your
_________
paintbrush
and your paint, too,
because I love my every
stain, and I'll keep every
color; red, green,
or blue.


By my every stain I mean my every mistake or misfortune, because I learn from each one of them.

I hope it looks somewhat like a paintbrush. I messed around with it, and the result is before your eyes.
 Nov 2018 Tegan
Marsha
let me be
your cigarette

so I could
touch
your lips

let me be
your addiction

that you could never
try
to quit
 Oct 2018 Tegan
France
I haven’t seen you
in weeks; yet –
it feels like an eternity.

Countless nights have gone by:
Bleeding wrists.
Sparkling eyes.

It’s all silent.
I can’t hear your delicate voice,
Only screams of my mind.

I miss you,
I need you,
I want you.
It says.

But, you were never mine.

Behind a digital screen,
Your brightness cannot shine –

So, I look up, to the infinite sky
In the hope to find you
As the star that makes me smile.

I could never reach you –

One day. I will see you again:
When you will be in Heaven as
the angel you are;

Whilst, I descend into hell,
As the demon I am.

I miss you. And I want to see you, once more, before it’s time to go.
I wrote this because my pathetic self is unable to tell the addressed person how I truly feel. That, ironically, distanced us. Life is truly ironic.

— The End —