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 Dec 2021 MuseumofMax
LONDIN
Again, I’ve betrayed myself.
I gave him what he wanted.
I wish everything was all he wanted from me.
It hurts. It hurts. It hurts.
 Dec 2021 MuseumofMax
Zywa
Squat down, knees to chin,

and your arms tight around them --


safe like angel's wings.
"trek terug" ("pull back", 2018, Sylvie Marie)

Collection "Em Brace"
 Dec 2021 MuseumofMax
Shaun
Books
 Dec 2021 MuseumofMax
Shaun
Books devour the silence

that weighs down inside

like bright little creatures

they dream and breath

in their cosy little worlds

until each page sizzles

with a human touch
 Dec 2021 MuseumofMax
Traveler
All of these thing’s
forever happening?
Nothing can ever change?
Indeed
a truth eternally lame.

I believe everything is going to heal
love has a very powerful will!
Traveler 🧳 Tim
 Dec 2021 MuseumofMax
ultraviolet
I'd like to tell you that I, too, miss your smile,
The way we talk, how you make me feel good.

But all we are was just a moment.
 Dec 2021 MuseumofMax
maria
your love lasted less
than my favorite lighter
d.

Written on December 15, 2021
© ,Maria
Red
Red is the rose
and the polish on my toes

Red is the kiss on my cheek
and my dress– truly chic

Red is also blood
and bodies in the mud

Red is red
Love and dead.
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