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but never in my life
did i think
i’d be standing here
without you
and be thankful for it
Insecurities reproduce
Insecurities grow and develop
Insecurities change overtime
Insecurities obtain and use [your] energy
That’s funny
Insecurities are 50% living
This was just something super random I thought of
love is my downfall
and I've been falling,
falling,
falling,
falling.
There was but one.
One got under my skin.
One lived and died within,
Yet lives on forever therein.
Gladly, I’ve wrapped him
In my own skin.
This is, of course, metaphorical.
The wealth I have
Is the wealth that last
Wealth isn't about money
It's about love and happiness
Embedded in a sea of flowers
A gentle lustre, white and pure,
Illuminates the darkness bearing
Down upon this land of yore.

O Moon, repel the evil eye
That haunts our dreams and waking hours
Bereave the darkness of its powers
And bare to us the cloud-veiled sky.

O Maiden fair with crimson hair,
Thine gentle eyes upon us lay,
Behind the lace, perceive our plight
And guide us soundly into the light.

For in the shadows, ever closer,
The enemy is closing in, lurking, waiting,
Ever closer, and soon – too soon – it will begin.

And thus, we beg you, Lunar Maiden,
Bestow upon us weary souls
Your light, lest enmity devours
This gentle lustre, white and pure,
Embedded in a sea of flowers.
This poem is inspired by the figure of Columbina, a character from a video game called „Genshin Impact“, and the Frostmoon Enclave in the region of Nod-Krai.
In my car -
you told me you loved me.
I pulled the words from your tongue;
couldn’t help myself.
I desired to hear them.
Forgive me,
I was young and eager to love.

December was sweet to us;
the snow storm felt like summer sun.
Seasons have gone by since then.
We couldn‘t stop the world from turning,
not even when you told me
your deepest secrets.

My heart has been broken ever since.
August couldn’t save us from crying.

Leaves change their color,
but I always remember
the very first time
you said you loved me.
We all crave something,
But once it's in our hands,
The craving ,the longing,
The spark—it disappears,
Drifting away
Like a leaf upon the river.
i tried to drink
my feelings away
until i nearly drowned
but their grief,
patient as a vulture,
kept waiting for me
even at the gates
of the afterlife.
this one is about having nowhere to run.
i do hope love is overated,
because all the girls
i seem to like
sure are complicated
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