relationships
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Chastened chest Constricted congestion, Coughing up confessions Of fermented love For you. The contagious Brightness of your eyes Compete with The wildfires of mine Time and time Again We lose seconds When choosing our First choice last.
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what do you do when you’re caught between your In-betweens?
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Umbra transfusion, she glimmers brighter than my shadow self.
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I know you won’t see this letter because you’re off somewhere trying to get better… I hope you know you haven’t faded behind your demons’ shadows and that someone unconditionally loves you. I heard our song today, and was stung by jagged memories poisoned with nostalgia, I could taste your name in the corner of…
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How can I Give you the thing you Must take?
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I needed somewhere to hang my heart. Your shoulders took form Of a hat rack I used to enter Through the doorway Of your rib cage— You were “home” they say is where the heart is As though this flesh form Does not also require protection. The walls of your love Are caving in… The…
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You can’t make someone be somethingThey’re not.
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Are we what happenswhen slingshots loaded with asteroids collide?Galactic Impact.
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I could taste your name in the corner of my cracked lips/and the spaces between my fingers have eroded/down to valleys kissed by droughts—/Thirsty for your ghostlike touch./I’m still drifting away into the unknown space/And all the whiskey and cigarettes can’t fill your place
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Unmarked back roads paved in fractured fate lines. exposed palms, like cracked asphalt leading down routes Only nomads travel on.
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Artist Credit/IG: @no_i.d.707 How people like you and I have gazed into the windows of black serpents with opalescent eyes. Few wonder how death is so beautiful, her form and her sound. The warmth felt in the release from holding onto things we never really wanted in the first place — and so one of…
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Don’t mistake control for interest. This manipulation does not Make you special… distractions fromKarmic lessons. Black eyes are the same huesOf dying starsNeon darkness — begotten blightIn denial, we proceed to nameUnborn children “Sunlight”How ironic it is to hear Your soundReminding me how I wound upIn this position to begin with. You had me upside…
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Lashing out at being lashed. Don’t need you to hurt, don’t need you to feel and heal. Know that your presence is a gift—honor that.
