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"you dont understand me. I'm a real poet. my life is my poetry."
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DNI LIST: - racist, homophobic, transphobic, ableist, zoophiles pedos and overall creeps aka basic dni‼️ - dream/georgenotfound supporters - furry haters/antis - under 13 - preppys.... any fuck » Continue Reading
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Category: Writing and Poetry
If this is our last goodbye, dont just leave me wondering why. I ask you to call, you dont. I stall and I wait, but you don't have the patience. rush into everything, both of us. not the best match when we know trust is a lost cause. I feel nauseous at the thought of your tounge in my mouth. » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
the guy who gave me my first kiss says the words that talk like poetry, they speak to my heart. even when my mind says not to listen. "I know you see your love as a weakness, your love is your strength. your love and how genuine you are is the greatest thing about you" I melted into my sleeve and I understood quietly, I'm still not who he wants at the end of the day. but the things you say, alter ... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
he said "this might be the last kiss" (what did I miss?) but I didn't take it serious, he leaned in and I put my hand on his neck, went in for a quick peck. still my first, still my last. I can't trust the past, what it means to you is indifferent to me. whether it was real like you claim, I'll never meet anybody with the same name. it's almost morning, and I remember how you held me in your arms,... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
I cried on his chest as he held me in his arms, he kissed my forehead and held my hand. a concept like that is quite hard for me to understand, beyond my comprehension. I can feel the tension linger everytime our fingers intertwine. there is a fine line between love and lust, but he makes me realize who I can trust. it's not a silly dream, it's real and it depends on how I feel. I often don't doub... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
today I walked upon the never ending beach, I let the tide choose my side. I let it sweep me off my feet the same way you did the moment I saw you, it doesn't matter it it's metaphysical. mental or physical. your hair blowing into your face in the wind, your hand pushing it back away from your sight of vision. you looked majestic, and magical. straight out of a movie. I swear you are a born model,... » Continue Reading
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Let this moment last a minute longer. don't leave me feeling this somber. my mind starts to ponder, all the unrequited thoughts. a motion picture, for the lovers and the lovelorn knots, tied in my heart. sighed in the dark. I cannot lie, your words are dry, dull and demeaning but yet something still has me feeling a certain way, it passes by everyday. a year to know you, a simple rush of my heartb... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
I try to sleep, but yet you still haunt my dreams every night. I don't think you've ever left my mind for the past 5 years, you keep me alive through the tears. console me through my fears, endearing me with your trusting words. your eyes lusting in hers. your hips thrusting like you don't know a thing about the birds and the bees. it's not a real story, just give me the love I deserve. I wanna lo... » Continue Reading
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Category: Romance and Relationships
I was in the hospital and thought I was dying, so I decided to risk it and follow his insta.. he blocked me :) » Continue Reading
Category: Romance and Relationships
basically this sounds rlly bad but the guy I'm in love with who doesn't like me back, I sorta like his best friend now. it's actually kinda weird bc I've kinda liked his best friend since January but haven't wanted to admit it to myself. so me and his bsf, both sit next to each other in ap Euro. and this guy tries to talk to me every chance he gets, about literally nothing. it's actually pretty ad... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
I've got flowers in my lungs, watered by the fluids injected into my veins. blooming in its own internal garden, steal the lyrics to my previous songs. this isn't where it belongs. mind spinning, body connected to the lines that intertwine time. needle and spindle, aurora's finger pricked. princess picked, so delicate and fragile. bones weak and breath heavy. blood fleeing my external soul, outsid... » Continue Reading
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