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If I loved you anymore,
my heart would swell
and turn into a circle.

And judging by the way
you make me feel,
it's only a matter of time,
and I really don't mind.
Can't take full credit for this one, but I just couldn't resist sharing.
My heart is a circle, because of a special someone.
God made us best friends
because he knew our mom
wouldn't be able to handle
us if we were siblings.
❤️Cute saying I found. Very true, indeed! ❤️
Who is to blame?

My ears
Or
Your mouth...

I wish I were deaf,
Instead of
Wishing half world to be mute...
 Dec 2024 MT Browder
jules
Some people
never leave the office before five.
They sit under fluorescent lights,
sipping coffee,
their dreams filed away in cabinets,
marked „someday.“

Some people
marry their first loves
and never think
about the roads they didn’t take,
the lips they didn’t kiss,
the lives they didn’t live.
They call it safety.

Some people
die in bed,
a whisper for a live,
and the night swallows them whole.
Their gravestones say:
„Beloved.“
Their ghosts scream:
„Bored.“
 Dec 2024 MT Browder
rick
I lie
and
I lie
and
I lie

I hide my behavior
to keep you safe.

I keep quiet
not to offend you.

I agree with you
to keep you happy.

I walk on eggshells
for you and
it’s never enough.

I lie
and
I lie
and
I lie

but when the truth
arrives at that
final moment;

jaws will drop
plates will shatter
dogs will growl

and
you’ll be long gone
after seeing what
a ghastly beast
I am

but for now

I lie
and
I lie
and
I lie

to keep us
together.
 Dec 2024 MT Browder
Bekah Halle
life is full of good times,
bad times and everything
that blurs the lines.

my good times vary,
overseas trips, and
my heart doing flips.

but the bad times,
they run the same script;
you aint good enough, never will be, what a trip!

now, the in-between,
seems so dull not to mean
anything, but it's mine.

my life is full
of good times,
bad times and
everything in between.
 Dec 2024 MT Browder
LL
if drowning in alcohol allows us
to forget things long dead — while
it tries to resuscitate that part of ourselves
we buried with them
— no wonder they call it

a SPIRIT
Never live or die
just disappear fly
too fast to splatter
too small to matter.
I should’ve
waited
for someone
like
her to
come
into my
life.
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