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spilledjournal · 1 month
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It’ll all be worth it
Stay strong
I beg of you
Stay
Strong
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spilledjournal · 1 year
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I have turned to dust…
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spilledjournal · 2 years
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imagine being the first ancient person to realize that the ocean and their tears taste the same. imagine realizing that your sorrow and the waves share a taste. i wouldve gone crazy
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spilledjournal · 3 years
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I breathe deep:
You are somehow with me,
Though you never will be.
That is how the moon sighs,
As she tries
To pull in the sea.
J. K. L
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spilledjournal · 3 years
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Come and dance Like a flight of nightingale. Take every chance To move with a gale. I know not about romance, But yours will be a good tale.
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spilledjournal · 3 years
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spilledjournal · 3 years
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#worlds deadliest assasin turned comedy king SEBASTIAN STAN as Bucky Barnes —The Falcon and The Winter Soldier | 2021
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spilledjournal · 3 years
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I hope you look back at past versions of yourself with kindness rather than despair.
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spilledjournal · 3 years
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Never belittle your poetry once it’s re-read by you years after it’s been written.
You might have forgotten what it felt like, but poetry is just that; a preservation of an undying love, a bittersweet ending or a stab-in-the-back type of hate. Poetry is an eternal keep of the promises, laughs, cries and tears of what we felt back then.
Always cherish it.
— S.Aj
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spilledjournal · 3 years
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Go ahead
Try to forget me
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spilledjournal · 3 years
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The human heart refuses To believe in a universe without a purpose.
Immanuel Kant
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spilledjournal · 3 years
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The morning sun beams give me hope
And as the sun sets,
I wait for a better tomorrow
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— SunLight
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spilledjournal · 3 years
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My head is filled with dried leaves and sunflower petals
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spilledjournal · 3 years
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the haze remained grey a sun occluded in the sky flowers bloomed in darkness waiting for the moment when they would be seen
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spilledjournal · 3 years
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“My spirit’s desire is the fulness of your love.”
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spilledjournal · 3 years
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“The night in me has been written. I shall worship the dawn. I shall worship spring.”
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spilledjournal · 3 years
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I’ve been feeling
A little stuck lately
Like my world is taking its time
Not like it used to be
Where everyday is a moment filled with bliss
It’s more like
Everyday is a continuation of the previous
And a relation to the coming
I’ve been feeling slow
Put on hold
Clenching my fists
Feeling suffocated
I’m stuck to the ground
Nowhere to go
I feel the shadows
Seeping through
- 1:45 AM
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