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— Carolina Outcrop
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fsnavratil · 20 hours
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one day i'll come home again
//fs navratil
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furiousfinnstan · 2 days
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I know that I don't post my writing a lot but hey I figured its worth a shot,if you'd like a short poem by me it's only 3€!and if you'd like to check out more examples of my writing you could do it here
I will do most themes and I don't mind doing fandom inspired things
payment thru paypal and kofi only(both @/ninandrej)
26th march 2024
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thepathetickind · 2 days
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she was scared of writing a whole page, that she would let everyone look inside, afraid to show herself to the world, show all her vulnerability, her true feelings put into words
by laurenmaerie, delete everything, hide it away for no one to see
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words-ig · 24 hours
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god is this love?
god is this self hate?
loving someone who has no intention of loving you back.
is this me using the blood my heart is bleeding and trying to paint a pretty picture of us?
can there be a pretty picture of us?
can there be a pretty picture with me in it?
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shannennicole · 20 days
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Ugly black moths
When I’m with you I feel the familiar flutter of butterflies in my stomach.
When I think of what we are or what we aren’t the little creatures beg to be acknowledged.
I smile a little at their presence.
Knowing that they are there for you and me.
But as quickly as my smile forms, it fades.
And I come to a more sinister realization as the flutter becomes more of a pounding.
I cringe at the thought that troubles me.
I know I am right.
The butterflies aren’t fluttering about.
They are not happy for us.
They are trying to escape.
They are trying to get out of me.
To warn me.
To plead with me not to do this.
To not let this happen again.
But I did.
So they flutter.
No not flutter.
Pound.
They pound until there is no boundary between them and the outside world.
My skin screams as they come blistering out.
No butterflies in sight.
These were pestering, ugly black moths.
I could hear them begging me to just see what was in front of me.
There were never butterflies in my stomach.
But sweet ugly black moths coming to warn me.
To show me exactly what your heart looks like.
They tell me it resembles an ugly black moth.
S.N
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illbeyouranchor · 1 year
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I may be walking blindfolded,
But I’d know your energy anywhere.
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ssssshunyaa · 4 months
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ardent-reflections · 10 months
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Be softer with you. You are a breathing thing. A memory to someone. A home to a life.
Nayyirah Waheed
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katherine-ophelia · 11 months
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You know when it’s raining heavily and you drive under a bridge? When it gets quiet for just a second, it seems as if everything stops? That’s how I felt when I was with you; my thoughts became sluggish and your warmth surrounded me — we were undeniably entangled.
i. Now that my bridge is gone, I’ve embraced my hurricane.
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wlwdaydreamms · 4 months
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If I can't have you in this life, I hope you leave my heart alone. I hope my heart beats for someone else. Someone that will feel the same way about me.
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thehartster-blog · 3 months
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Going through the motions
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rowandarling · 5 months
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the moon cannot love the sun
not in a way that matters
after all, what can you offer
to someone who has it all ?
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sacredwilderness · 5 months
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At night
while he slept
I planted stars
in the ground
that-
they might
grow up to become
galaxies
and spell out
my own revolving love letter
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reachingperihelion · 5 months
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the earth wrote stories of you.
your hand in mine, our lips together, my hands on your waist, sliding down your thighs in reverent awe, breath passing between us full of love and lust and hope and forever.
you were written for me, and i'll hold you tightly in gratitude.
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aceofsw-ords · 1 year
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I want a love I never have to beg for, a love that calls for me first.
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