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lugu-bre · 2 years

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Ninguém estava pronto pro "e você?" Eu tentava ajudar cada passo, cada detalhe E os meus ficaram p'ra trás me encontro sozinha na escuridão dum quarto qualquer pensando em tudo que podia ter feito por mim por tanto tempo Eu podia ter feito muito mas minha preocupação era com você com a amiga que terminou o relacionamento em como aquele homem se sentia quando eu não dizia o que ele queria ouvir Minha preocupação era você era ela era ele era o mundo Tudo aquilo que eu devia ter feito E não fiz Não farei Agora tudo que preciso é estar só E quem vai entender? me jogam problemas e eu ouço eu sempre ouço E ouvindo minha vida dificulta mil vezes mais Agora eu tenho os meus problemas

e os dele e os dela e os de todo mundo e eu sofro. Sofro sem poder mudar a realidade do mundo sofro porque não aguento mais ouvir eu preciso sentir, não por ele não por ela não pelo mundo, eu preciso sentir por mim. Dar espaço a essa névoa tão cinza olho pra vida e só vejo vazio e a tristeza tem o gosto mais forte e eu acordo feliz pro mundo, mas triste p'ra mim. Eu não posso dar o meu lado mais ou menos pra ele pra ela ou pro mundo, e o mais ou menos ficou p'ra mim estou em pedaços mas eu não paro de te ouvir, senta aqui

Como posso te ajudar? Lúgubre

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tinajaxen · 2 years

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I break at this soft image of your heart; I fall in love with each moment. I speak to us; I speak to us and I let us fall into my existence. Us. You and me. This is the turning point; this is where the waves will crash. You crash into me like the bravest aftermath. You are a secret worth keeping. This image is like a revival; where can you be now; where should we go next... I whisper this pure flame into our story. I wish for us. And when I'm at this lake I see us in each wave; I hurt in this nothingness; I hurt without you. The privacy that is you and me; we come and we go and break at this moment. I am silenced by this image of your soft heart; the wind and the rain; it sweeps through us and sweeps through you and me; I am yours at this brutal silence. I collide with your image; we're soft but we're strong. And, this is where we become one.

April 27th 2022, by Tina Jaxen

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augustnoire · 3 years

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@augustnoire

#a/n #poetry #bw #aesthetic #wordsofmine #word aesthetic

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excerptsfromjannah · 3 years

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lately i’ve been trying to leave pieces of myself wherever i go. i press flowers in between pages and make paper stars to leave on store shelves, stuff loaned textbooks with post-it notes of encouragement like they’re enough to solidify my place in the universe but nothing wants to stick. most of the time i feel washable, like the world could wring itself of me in one twist. i sign my name under poems and try to convince myself they’re my permanent record and it’s a performance act, a kind of necromancy i can’t get to work.

i’m getting desperate, these days. in three months i’ll be eighteen and i feel like i’m ten years old again, carving half the solar system into my desk with the point of my compass to make it mine. like i’m a hiker leaving markers on a tree, I WAS HERE in all caps with enough arrogance to think that someone will stop for it, that the bark won’t just cover it up again. i tried to make a list of things that last and couldn’t come up with anything, not even footprints left in concrete and not even tattoos, not even you. i still remember my childhood best friend’s landline but we haven’t spoken in years, so the list stays empty.

do you remember when you were a kid, no object permanence, like you would close your eyes for a second too long and everything would fill up with something new and bad and sharp and then you wouldn’t recognize the place where you were standing? some days i think that i’m grasping at things that don’t exist anymore. every time i go back to the playground i grew up on something about it is different; the merry-go-round was a hazard, i guess, but all i remember is being seven years old and spinning and spinning and spinning and thinking the world had learned how to move for the first time.

i’m so sick of renovations. for once i want something to stay. for once i want something of mine to be able to withstand anything, even flood and even fire, even heartbreak. even public safety warnings.

— u.a.

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aprilshowerss · 3 years

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You know what I love about you?

It's the spirit you hold,

The kindness you show,

The love you shower!

You're a soul people ache for,

You're the sunshine people crave,

You might not know but your presence heals me,

Calms me,

You shine in the pitch black room like the moon,

Your love is like the Rain,

Wouldn't stop pouring in my life.

Your eyes shine like the stars,

Then tell me how do I not love you knowing you exist.

Aren't you a gem that I've been looking for?

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diary4lovely-letters · 4 years

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Am I good enough?

Am I good enough.

to leave the nest.

to explore places I’ve never been.

to have an adventure with companions who will teach me loyalty and trust.

to unleash the beast inside me.

to fall in love a living soul.

to seek wisdom that will teach me about love and honesty.

Am I good enough.

to see myself as a wolf to carry the burden of the pack.

to pull my ass up whenever I stumble.

Am I good enough.

to exceed the limits.

to show my worth in people’s life.

Am I good enough.

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onefractionofmind · 4 years

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LOVE

It was you.

It was pain.

#break #breakingpoint #breakup #heart break #love #relationship #relationshit #thinking #thoughts #words #beautiful quote #love quotes #quotes #wordsofmine #true words #wordsoflove #words of mine

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jgreyblog · 5 years

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It was only when you left I felt my life has purpose.

j. grey

My website.

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just-writingss-blog · 5 years

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🌠 #star# constellations#writer #instagram #writersofinstagram #poetry#words #wordsofmine #writer https://www.instagram.com/p/ByXNupzlpJT/?igshid=ma79flxs0bj9

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sensitivity3empathy-blog · 5 years

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High Sensitivity

It’s not specifically over emotional. It’s just that I notice more and I can feel more emotionally connected to a person that I don’t even know. I can feel more emotions and care more about certain things. When that loud tone in your voice strikes, it scares me so I cry and I break down. When you let me down and say that I’m weak and oversensitive, I cry and I break down. When I get bullied and abused, I cry and I break down. When I feel lost and unloved, I cry and I break down. I am much more than what you think. I don’t know anyone else like me. I’m sure there are more but I know of none. I only know of myself and my abilities. I only know of who I am, not who you are. You’re probably like me, if so, hi. I AM MUCH MORE...than you hold.

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myownsunshinestate13 · 6 years

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augustnoire · 4 years

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#a/n #augustnoire #poetry #wordsofmine #bw

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excerptsfromjannah · 3 years

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say the dream goes like this:

it’s august, and we are eighteen and unafraid of anything. in the dream we’re eating figs off the tree in your yard, sticky hands and soft, aching mouths and the kind of light without an end to it, and say in this one when you fall asleep with my head on your chest i say what i didn’t then. from your balcony we watch the lights go down over the city.

i drove to your house that day, you know. thought about what it felt like when you got into the passenger’s seat, your hair undone and your eyes like shining stars. i would’ve driven anywhere, if you’d asked me to. you and the world were endless. love was so easy, then—nothing to it. turn the key, hit the gas. it felt like this—

like lying next to you with the lights off, like our hands aren’t touching but we’re breathing in time. say this time i put my fingers through your hair. there’s nothing ahead of us, nothing behind. say the dream goes like this:

we jump, hand in hand, and we don’t hit the water.

— u.a.

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lavipicu · 6 years

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Whenever you ask Life for something, be specific about your wish because Destiny has a twisted sense of humour.

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onefractionofmind · 4 years

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If only you told me

That you're no longer happy with me.

That you had a change of heart.

That you and that someone already planned to break me.

If only....

What are your If onlys?

#break #breakup #relationship #relationshit #love #words #quotes #wordsoflove #wordsofmine #whatifs #breakingpoint #heart #heartbreak

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jgreyblog · 6 years

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Something about the way my name falls off your lips send tremors down my spine. Something about the way you hold me, sends me into a moment of bliss. And I can’t say for one second these feelings are false, fabricated, or just fortunate, so please, for the first time, tell me you love me.

j. grey

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