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[shelbyatwar]

My love for her and my lust for ciggarettes both are toxic, yet i want every bit of it.

-Yash

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[abrighterspark]

sink anchor down to Davy, borrow time from his pearls diving off those cliffs at the paper-edge of the world

build a castle underwater to run away from the sun hoping and holding - will this love be enough?

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[whateverwhimsy]

Paying Penance to Residual Worth

Isn't there more time? We began to spread apart the darkness, and, for whatever reason, it left us silenced in a hopeless trance of messiness distanced from nocturnal remembrance, those odd reverberating dreams, scuttled to the core - we make out with less than we did bringing solace along with our pride, a price to pay nothing ever came for free and a delusion we doubled down on made sense (at the time) Once was never enough to prime the value of our circuitry, certainly the choice was mine all along, alone to face the fractured cold of eternity. Lifting out the bones from the fragile grave, this will be the last time I'll say goodbye.

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[cupofvilatte]

He had one of his dreams that night, and cried in his sleep for a long time, and Wendy held him tight.

J.M. Barrie, Peter and Wendy

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[ginya-writes]

Your Wormy Shell

No, of course I would still love you

if you were a worm.

I’d put you in a pot of soil

and fill it with whatever it is worms

like to eat.

But you wouldn’t be able to talk to me,

so what is it that you could love?

If not my body, my humour, our conversations,

then what is there left?

I suppose the memory of who it is inside

your wormy shell.

But what if you never had that memory and what

if you met me when I was a worm and you were

just out walking and I was there on the

concrete writhing around.

Fine, if you were a worm, I would think

you were a worm,

maybe at best a nice looking worm but

I wouldn't love you.

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[origami-houses]

Even if I couldn't have you, my subconscious found ways to write you into existence.

- G.L. Angelone

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[disruptivebychoice]

Memories

memories flash by so quickly rather the time dissipates, until it's gone and stained in places you had long forgotten;

distant and mundane

you can almost touch it but it fades away, right in the grasps of things that betray;

a love learned the hard way

like finding an old photo in a shoebox scented with cologne a 4x6 canvas painted with memory;

emotion captured vacantly

photos become memoirs felt like a scar a permanent reminder always remembered;

but never felt fully there

letters become mail never sent with words never said and lipstick marks faded and pale;

But beneath the envelope

the words are there, they're all written memories that could have been memories that were;

ones that are happening

filling in the blanks with risks we didn't take memories we never made and times that never stayed;

like a burned out star

we treasure keepsakes for tears to stain blurring the memories and written letterings

learning one thing;

time is worth everything

----------------------------------

regrets are never promising

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[dead-poet-without-a-society]

Labyrinth

When do we feel alive?

Is it the wind during a late night drive?

Or some warm breeze on a field?

Maybe swaying in yours room all night,

Incase everything's gonna be alright.

Seeking your soul to calm down,

Cause the verity is not so brown.

If the rhythm of euphoria stops,

Go to the labyrinth and never come back.

-Me(T)

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[coffeewhoresworld]

TITLE - The brain's dismal game

Your tears feel red

They didn't do as they said

But, neither did you

That stays true

《🥀》

What a terrible brain I am darling

Filled with posions and tonics daring;

Daring you, to down a vial or two

What more harm could they do?

《🧠》

No more than you do to yourself

So go on, empty the shelf

Drink resentment, and get drunk of fear!

You lose everyone eventually, dear

《⏰️》

To death; it's manners countless

Your soul, torn by cutlass

Relationships rot, the decay by silence

Mere speaking feels like violence

《🩸》

It makes you run and hide

To feel as though it is acid, you've cried

You fear the masks that take their faces

You have clawed at their embraces

《⚔️》

The snakes of your mind run amok

The tulips here, rot without giving a fuck

No good is a rotting garden mind

It was something they didn't want to find

《🚷》

Dare to face it or not, afterall

It is nothing new for you to fall

It seems they will never listen nor wait

You have only worn their patience too late

《🪭》

You're just being selfish again, kid

The heart now owes me, we bid

《🫀》

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[keepitsupple]

I'm moving out.

I'm moving out and then I'm moving in. I've got a car packed full of stuff and I feel constipated with all the things. Does pscyho-somatic grimace mean anything to you?

The last time I ate, was midnight. 6am and I'm at it again. I think it was spaghetti. I forget. I forget that my body exists. And I insist on going and going, and never stopping. I make it seem like I'm pausing, but there isn't enough stopping in the pausing. the sweet melting under. It's exhausting to go on and on without the _____. The clause in the sentence is this.

+++

Active and passive. Active and passive. ride it and find it. but don't get blind to it. Sometimes I share, and sometimes I stare. I stare because I don't believe. It's exhausting to fix it. It's exhausting to predict it.

I just want to flow.

I don't know. But I also know that I gotta give it a go. You have to own the instant and decide what you want to do when you dance. If you make a statement you need to know what you want to say. if you also just tryna scribble and see that's also a way that it can be.

on the flip side scribbling and seeing means also still being rooting in some sort of meaning. An intention. a devotion or something. an idea, or a concept to work on. plug in and give it what you got. choose to go there. the cypher space is different.

++++

I feel like there is this weird unspoken wall. between me and all the yt peepo in the room. Not tryna draw lines here, but I'm here, and you're there. I be sayin' it. but it's like crickets. fck this. What the hell ya'll staring at?

++++

Something is sitting on my lungs. ++++

I really really need space. I really really really need space.

++++

I don't know if I want to live with you. But I'm moving in with you. I also think I want to live with you so I'm moving in with you. I need to save money and you want to support me, so I'm moving in with you. I love you, and you love me, so I'm moving in with you. Look at all this dirty laundry. So why am I doing this again?

++++

I will never take a working drain for granted again. let it flow let it flow.

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[monroeville-is-for-lovers]

care is a word that will never be used lightly, nor correctly.

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[shelbyatwar]

Waiting for that day when my inner child will say you did enough and iam proud of you!

-Yash

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[abrighterspark]

new love springs within his eyes

like raindrops, flutter down

and softly settle in the room

as new life is crowned

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[whateverwhimsy]

Chisel

How do you chisel out a fraction of hope

which tool do you use for the tough bits

how do you whittle down til you're fixed

and which wood do you fashion your truth with?

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[cupofvilatte]

in this pocket. for a moment of time.

i love my mother. she never hurt me.

i love my dad, who never screamed.

i love my brothers, the first who never made me bleed

the second who never made me cry.

i love my sisters, one who never broke my heart

another who never sold me for cheap.

~~ vilate

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[writingmadly]

i’ll always love my angel❤️ - - #poetry #poem #poems #poet #writersofinstagram #write #writer #writing #bookstagram #wattpad #exerptfromabookillneverwrite #words #wordporn #spilledwords #spilledink #spilledpoetry #heartbreak #hearache #relationship #love (at 𝘊𝘓𝘖𝘜𝘋𝘚) https://www.instagram.com/p/Ck6V5_JPKIr/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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