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silence
it subtly begs
your attention
 Nov 2020 Ariana Solo
ghost
Warmth
 Nov 2020 Ariana Solo
ghost
I still remember it like yesterday
Your warmth
I thought
                   It was only for me
But now I see You with her
       And your warmth on her
Is this cold distant winter
I await my summer
Yet it never came
 Nov 2020 Ariana Solo
Sarah Flynn
my father hates me
because I remind him
of my mother,

and he hates that
he fell in love with her
only for it to end
the way that it did.



my mother hates me
because I am
my father's daughter,

and she hates that he
believed there was romance
when all it was to her was
a warm body and a fun night.



my father hates me
because he hates my mother.

my mother hates me
because she hates herself.



my parents never failed
to make me feel unwanted,

but now I realize that
it wasn't about me.

they wanted children.
what they didn't want
was each other.

their hatred for one another
outweighed their love for us.



I know now that
all of that pain was aimed
at each other.

it ricocheted off of
the walls I tried to build
to protect myself,
and it hit us instead.

it hurt me so badly

but I realize now that
it was never my fault.
 Nov 2020 Ariana Solo
ghost
write
 Nov 2020 Ariana Solo
ghost
I write not for you to read
I do it for me to heed
the voice that's within me
yet I still can't guarantee
that when you see what I wrote
I hope for you to praise
for this is to what my heart I devote
yet this is just another phase
of the long life,
I have yet to face
The deptht of my loves flows fluorescently ,
  Like the ocean , I am calm.
   Drink within me! ,
   My soul sails within you.
   Our passion is fluid,
   I am drawn to you,
  Swayed to your caresses
  The gravity Is unformidable ,
A heart so full had emptied out.
It gave everything it could for you.
You wouldn't meet at the halfway route.
Honestly, it was all you had to do.
you aren't even trying.
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They did not clip my wings;

But made me believe that I can't fly.


Questioning my every move;

Never answering my whys.


Telling me my limits;

Darkening my already stormy sky.


Taking all my reasons to live;

And giving me none to die.


Choking on my own tears;

I drown in the ocean I cry.


They did not pull my strings;

But made me their puppet as I can't defy.
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