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Anthony Thomas Lombardi, from "self-portrait as murmuration"

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i wish i had a different body.

one that worked how it’s supposed to.

one that doesn’t trample on my dreams and makes it unable to do things i love.

one that doesn’t humiliate me.

#chronic illness #i'm sad

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when it rains it pours,

but how big must a puddle grow

before it is considered a pond?

when does a pond become a lake?

i’m drowning,

but i insist that i’m dry.

insist i couldn’t die.

now every single day is overtime.

is extra credit.

is derealized.

i’m drowning but i

wring my clothes

and promise that i’m dry.

it’s good for the flowers, they say.

that’s very good.

you’ll need them soon.

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I am a mosaic of everyone I have ever known and loved and touched and I find fragments of them in my playlists and how I make my tea. we may not know each other any more but we will stay connected like this. I hope a fragment of me is with you too.

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you let one tear fall and next thing u know u have enough tears to fill niagra falls

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sometimes i think about how warm it was to be in your arms

2:30am with soft laughter exchanged in the dark, so not to wake everyone

the moon shining through the window, showing the ring of gold in your eyes and freckles across your cheeks you can only see up close

you whispering stories of the ink that covers your skin and the stories yet to be told

absentmindedly drawing shapes across my back as your hand travels to my cheek and our foreheads touch

reluctant goodnights exchanged right before the sun starts to rise

i think about falling asleep, how it felt to be wrapped in your arms with my head on your chest

feeling safe and content

the steady beat of your heart as my lullaby

sometimes i think about how warm it was to be in your arms

and how i’ll never be in them again.

#poetry #literature #poems and poetry #romantic #romanticism #longing #pining #unrequited love #the one that got away #art #romance #dark academia #love poem #i miss him

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vulnerability is so important but I will not be partaking in it

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Hermann Hesse, from a letter to Stefan Zweig written c. February 1903

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Mia Hollow

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"Life has tired me to death...", Osip Mandelstam (translated by James Greene)

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having short-term memory is like. this book profoundly affected me. that show bared my soul. i don’t remember a single thing about it. but it did

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Sylvia Plath, from The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

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it’s like it turns 10pm and all of the sudden your brain is your worst enemy

#late night thoughts #late night rambles #night #sad night #night owl #lol

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i do quite enjoy it when you pass by a stranger you find attractive & you both share a look. knowing you’d like to say hello but you don’t. rather hang on to the moment knowing you’ll never see them again

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Taylor Swift and boygenius