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calliopeunoia · 1 year
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If not for death, what is life? Without tragedy, what is joy?
— @calliopeunoia
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calliopeunoia · 2 years
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Ocean Floors
You can't stitch up a wound that's deeper than your mother's love. That does not mean you have to let her arms inside of you again.
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calliopeunoia · 2 years
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All this blood, Still no peace
it's the way some people rely on poetry when their heart gets broken. there must be some beauty in blood to want to lie on someone else's when your own are spilling all over. a sense of familiarity, i want her but she wants another and i know you're not here but i know you feel me, i know if you were here you'd tell me you understand with my head in your palm. i will drink your poetry till it becomes my poison because we have been through things of the same nature but different religions. our gods have betrayed us and there's nobody here but you and nobody else to trust but you. i want her but i want you now because she needs another. my heart is open, the blood spilling from it and i don't know what else to do. calm me, calm me like you did your skin when your lover loved another. don't lie to me, for i know the power your hands hold, don't lie. just hold me. i have come here to your doorstep, i know you're not here but she wants him and now only you can save me. save me, will you? how do i save the same heart that lives in me but beats for another? how is it even possible to be too much for yourself and not enough for someone else? i need you to get this beating thing out of my chest. can you hear me? it causes me more pain than it keeps me alive. it hurts more than it bleeds. can you hear me? because i need you to. because even though you're not the lover i have loved, you're closer to being me than her. i want you to share my pain and write with my blood. i want you to teach me how to write with my blood so i can get rid of it. i want you to take her out of me because even though my heart is broken, she is still inside. she is still inside.
- all this blood, and still no peace (tragedy tastes like the blood you crawled out of when you were younger)
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calliopeunoia · 2 years
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More Than Love
oh, and what a love it was
it was more than love too
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calliopeunoia · 2 years
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Alisha
and college won't make me forget you,
life won't make me forget you.
if anything,
I'd look at the little things
and remember
you,
you.
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calliopeunoia · 2 years
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How To Heal
start small.
first self care, then
self respect and so on.
build where you've been broken,
slowly and steadily.
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calliopeunoia · 2 years
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Six Feet Deep
so down to earth,
i made a grave out of myself.
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calliopeunoia · 2 years
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Promises
people promise a
lot of things.
don't trust people.
don't trust promises.
trust their actions.
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calliopeunoia · 2 years
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Worth
not everyone you meet
deserves a place in
your life.
know your
worth.
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calliopeunoia · 2 years
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Peace
seek peace,
not revenge.
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calliopeunoia · 2 years
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Stargazing
i see the stars in
y o u,
and you in the
s t a r s.
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calliopeunoia · 2 years
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A Theif, A Lie and Several Roses
if it's not yours,
let it go.
the only thing we gotta hold,
is you.
r.w
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calliopeunoia · 2 years
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calliopeunoia · 2 years
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Lessons
give no shit,
take no shit.
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calliopeunoia · 2 years
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calliopeunoia · 2 years
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calliopeunoia · 2 years
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