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let us go from this feathering hold of inanity. so gentle it pulls us in and coats our cheeks with swelters of fleeting dopamine. this mental altitude messes with our minds, lifts you from the couch you were just sagging in. remember the very heart you left behind? blind and relies on your hands, your care, but i suppose you lose touch of everything when you no longer feel your spinal cord, tunnel visioned on the clouds.
ill keep your heart safe with me. youd have to sober up to see how lonely it is without you.
youd have to sober up to see how lonely it is without you.
– the permanent bruise.
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SonataMirage!
I do not have much to say. Great writing
kjse.aa
This is so cool, I don't know why I liked it so much. It makes me want to get it tattooed.
𝒯ℴ𝓇𝒾 ૮ . . ྀིა
Is this talking about a Mom being on drugs. If it isn’t sorry it just like in way I read it. It was like a familiar feeling. Sorry if this doesn’t make since.
exactly what it is :)
by donquixote; ; Report
Then I totally relate to this poem. Good writing!
ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧
by 𝒯ℴ𝓇𝒾 ૮ . . ྀིა; ; Report
thank ya :") im glad it resonated with you
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Quarterback Fat
this reads like a body floating above itself, begging to be reattached to the heart it forgot was still beating. you write loneliness like it’s a drug too.
was this comment oddly specific? lol i got carried away..
too specific i think you almost read my mind.. keep carrying away it keeps me writin sometimes :")
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afroaza
this is fuckin awesome.
thank ya ^^
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donquixote
i actually quite like this one, thinking of sending this to my mom since this is who this was about anw
do it
by j ྀི; ; Report
alright :)
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