mylittlebookofheartbreak

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I’m nothing more then myself, Selves are nothing more to me, Im myself and nothing more, More of myself would be nothing, But in the growth of ourselves, We find pieces, Of the selves we lost, I becomes me, Ourselves would become all there is, And all there is would be ourselves, What there is, ourselves would be, And ourselves might become.

#poetry #poems #poetic #myself #dark acedemia #words on a page

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Inspecting every part of me

Like a rare species of beetle

Under a microscope

I know my eyes have the same green colour

But that doesn't make me a more interesting lover

I know you try to dissect me

Trying to make this insect in my mind free

Hoping you can catch it, before I snatch it

And leaving you with nothing again

Only words hanging onto butterfly wings

Silky threads, spinning inside your head

Leaving you on read,

I'm not catchable my friend. -Tischa

#beetle #eyes #poem #poetry #greeneyes

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Gasping for air, I claw at the earth Grasping for heat I touch the waters surface, There is no sense in the existence around me, Because all i can think of is how it feels to have you surround me, Eternally binded in heaps of knots, Red velvet caked up rope, Trapping me in a romantic trope, wishing it ever stops.

#love #dark acedemia #Poems #poetry #romance

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All the people are insane Looking through the glass of shame I wane in this existence of pain Cars driving by in the rain Every day is the same

In the endless pit we fall, Not able to hold anything at all

When will we end up On the verge to stand up Never to look back again Dreaming with us to plan Even rabbits will follow swift Realising it's all a myth Leaving everything behind And let us feed our mind Need I to remind we, Deemed rightly.

"As a mad man once said It's all in our head." -Tischa

#aliceinwonderland #alice #wonderland #rebellion #extinction #protest #poem #poetry #poems

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You’re so obsessed with finding someone to love you because you can’t love yourself.

Unknown (via thoughtkick)

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forever thinking about this poem from june jordan’s haruko love poems…. i sadly don’t own a physical copy of this book but i’m sure that if i ever were to hold one it would slip through my hands just like the body of an ancient ghost would do

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The brilliance of your eyes strikes me again,

Somehow forgotten since the day before;

The depths and palettes far too grand

To memorize in just the moments when

I see your face and think of nothing more

Than wading through swirls of misty lands:

Gray mountains hit by rays of dawn,

A midday storm with sunlight strands,

Lakes lined by sand, fog come ashore.

So forgive me when I seem far and gone;

getting lost was not my plan.

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i am a simple creature. every day i am sleepy

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As I grow older, I pay less attention to what men say. I just watch what they do.

Andrew Carnegie (via perfectquote)

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— I'm glad your sickness, Marina Tsvetaeva (translated from the Russian by Elaine Feinstein)

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Everyone forgets Icarus also flew

1. Jack Gilbert / 2. “The Fall of Icarus” by Merry-Joseph Blondel / 3. Lines attributed to Irish poet Oscar Wilde / 4. “The Fall of Icarus” by René Milot / 5. Charles Baudelaire / 6. “The Lament for Icarus” by Herbert James Draper / 7. Ilya Kaminsky / 8. “Icarus on the Rocks” by Vlaho Bukovac / 9. Nina Mouawad

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“The greatest pleasure isn’t sex, but the passion with which it is practiced. — Paulo Coelho”

— (via ms–class)

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The faint yellow beams

Which softly cut through the curtains

Tell me it is morning again

Yet i cannot rise

Because i did not sleep

Too lost in thoughts of being without you

The warmth from the orange light

Reminds me today is new

And i cannot drag you with me again

I have to restart and refresh

As if i were a new day

Arising from a dark before.

—k.l (escapril day 1-dawn)

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an excerpt from my substack

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— Han Kang, The Vegetarian

[text ID: I want to swallow you, have you melt into me and flow through my veins.]

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Why am I so attached to someone I barely know? (The ultimate guide)

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Time Is a Mother, Ocean Vuong