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themachomoron · 1 year
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When Mary Shelly wrote "I have love in me the likes of which you can scarcely imagine and rage the likes of which you would not believe. If I cannot satisfy the one, I will indulge the other" god I really felt that
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— Carolina Outcrop
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dxviiin · 5 months
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“Crying does not indicate that are weak. Since birth, it has always been a sign that you are alive.”
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- Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyere
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madhureal · 1 month
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Então, vai se fuder, você e seu rostinho lindo...
AGORA DEU RUIM REAL...
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divyawritespoems · 10 months
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You were empty. And, I starved for your love, for you to swallow my heart and feel full. So you would feel me inside and love me a little.
-Divya
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belovedapollo · 10 months
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“I am learning peacefulness, lying by myself quietly”
— Tulips, Sylvia Plath
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hinkgh · 11 months
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Love
My knees no longer bear
The bruises of a beggar.
I was conditioned
Into thinking that love
Meant screaming to be heard.
But with you I stand upright
And I speak a whisper.
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solacepoems · 7 months
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I think that maybe
I was born with this worry,
This festering fear
boiling under my skin,
crawling and screaming
to be let out.
How does it feel to
see the stars,
And not be terrified
that they will one day fall on you?
- it's too cloudy here anyway, by Solace
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ishratmumtaz · 14 days
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I hope that my death arrives a bit early
suddenly but early
This world does not fascinate me,
without you, I do not have a reason to breathe.
no one’s presence makes me feel like home, anymore
all I hope for now, is an easy death
o god, is that too much to ask for?
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camcameroon · 10 months
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This poem absolutely destroyed me.
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thatwaningmoon · 10 months
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I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.
Pablo Neruda, from 100 love sonnets
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devilicious-v · 11 months
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“When I look at you, when you touch me, when I see your face, when we kiss, my heart plays a song. It sings that it needs you like I need air. It sings to me that I adore you. It sings that I’ve found its perfect missing part.”
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"We are a tick on the skin of this sleeping beast. I know what we are. And we breed, raise, teach... Increase"
— Carolina Outcrop, "Woman"
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ardent-reflections · 11 months
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I'm sorry if I come off too strongly sometimes... My love is deep and my feelings are like waves that come crashing down over me, and they splash onto everyone around me.
M. M. K.
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madhureal · 1 month
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Tudo passa, tudo sempre passará...
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divyawritespoems · 5 months
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