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Poetry
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Almost lost us
Taken from a book i will never write.. I do love you ♡ as of this morning. I'm going to do better than i have to fight for us. Because the thought of losing you,...
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Nicky
It's the story of my every-day experience and the turning point that will lead me to a new beginning. I've lived forever in this body, and it has been the only thing keeping me...Nicky Who is this girl, seventeen? This child In such an old body. They say “sir”. But don’t I have beautiful eyes? Can you see me? It’s been so long like this And I don’t know how to make her show. The mirror...
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The Final Song.
I was abused as a child. I want to shed light on the topic. My only hope is that my poetry will help someone else.The thud of my body echos in the room. The impact takes my breathe away. The cold temperature of the floor welcomes me. It brings me back to the surface of reality. My lungs try to draw in...
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Absent; Daddy Issues
After several years,and, a lot of heartache, my relationship with my fiancé ended. A convoluted set of emotions appear to reveal that which we bury into our lovers. It's never just about the person,...I fucking miss you like I am drowning. I know I can’t survive in the water and yet I pray for you to pull me down into it. Only your touch will do. Your eyes...
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City Light
I was looking out of my dorm window in the very early morning after waking up and being unable to sleep. I wanted to look up at the sky, but I was unable to...City light shines Hiding the sky. City light shines, I'm not sure why.
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Mrs Smith
A pale face, dark eyes, an uneasy smile, Surrounded by a mass of tangly black curls, She sat in that circle Unengaged, aloof, disruptive, There for everyone else’s sake But her own. Trapped in a world by demons who Would let...
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The weight of loss
I find myself craving the emptiness that fills up the space that was once you. The burn that follows the anger. Careful, I have to remind myself, for these flames catch and grow quickly....
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Blankets
I struggle with PTSD and just needed to vent.I bury myself under a pile of blankets; Because it’s where I feel the safest Call it a coffin or a tomb; It’s just a place that I find rest A place that I find peace;...
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I’m Ok
My best friend and I decided to end our friendship because we were headed separate directions in life.It’s in the picture.
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