Tag: poetry
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what haunted me
You’re better off in the clouds as we fade Barely leaving a semblance of What we thought it meant to grow up When things don’t get better No, things don’t get better, just different
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just like that
i was sitting with my legs half bent and my head rested against your chest as you brushed your hand across my skin. i whispered to you, “i’m glad you’ve let me in,” and then you leaned in and kissed me like you meant it. we can keep our hesitations as long as we ditch…
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what keeps us whole
We’re so caught up in our everyday lives that events from our past are no longer circling our current state. With too much to think about and too much to maintain, it’s easy to forget and tuck away what we’ve lived, what we’ve touched, who we’ve loved. But even still, there are some things, instances…
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the world still spins
i wanted more than anything tocarve a space for myself in yourworld, a sanctuary to rest my heartand warm yours. instead, youcarved a dark and lonely landhollowed out inside my chest,leaving me in fear that the worldwould no longer turn.
rhythmic reverie 