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nikitaagupta · 3 years

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Your shirt is sitting on my chair and I don’t know what to do with it. I can’t wear it because it reminds me too much of you. But I can’t put it away because I don’t want to forget you. I don’t want you to forget me. I don’t know what to do with it.

I still remember the day I stole that shirt. It was our first new years eye together and I was so cold in my dress. You told me not to wear a dress but I wanted to look pretty. I wanted you to feel that you’re fucking lucky to have me. But halfway in the party, I was shivering. So you took me to your room and put on a shirt and then a sweatshirt.

Four years later, I still have your shirt. You are gone but your shirt is here. But I don’t know what to do with it. I want to call you and tell you to take everything back. Take your shirt back and Take your girl back.

Your shirt//nikitaagupta

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theprocast · 3 years

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You're a beautiful person, not because your face and body is pleasing to the eye, but because your kind, openhearted and accepting, you see the beauty in others, even when they can't find it in themselves. You're funny and sweet, full of life and wonder. Sometimes I wonder if you're even real, a mere human being like us, maybe you're an Angel, sent to show us how to see with our hearts and feel with our souls, instead of being captured by the vanity that our eyes hold.

— Marley C. | More Than Wonderful...

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leumas-nivek · 3 years

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It’s in the bars where rum & cokes are more coke-flavored glasses of rum, on the nights

where the dusk bleeds into the fading cigarette smoke, where sidewalk confessions mix

with half-slurred truths—the asphalt becomes my tabernacle, I lay my offerings

at the feet of half-conscious zealots, I let your name seep back into my bloodstream like Caribbean rum, and it is here

that I try to forget just how much you burn

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luna-rav · 3 years

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To fathom my own self

is my greatest misery

Neither the smiles

nor the tears tell my story

I smile because I'm supposed to

I cry because It's appropriate

I don't know me, I don't know

the person I've become but

I'm sure that who I am now is

a person the past me would hate

— s.a. "I'm my own mystery"

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soulfulreverie · 4 years

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Woman, you deserve a man who loves you not only when it's convenient for him. You deserve a man who communicates with you and is transparent to you. Stop making yourself available to a man who's only available to you if he wants to take something from you. You're not somebody's fallback so do not let anyone treat you like that. You deserve so much better. Always remember, it's always as simple as this: if a man loves you, he will act accordingly.

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maskandunveil · 4 years

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noun: harakiri

ritual suicide by disembowelment with a sword, formerly practised in Japan by samurai as an honourable alternative to disgrace or execution.

My own thoughts these days feel like a disgrace to me, my emotions are sharp enough to lead me to my ultimate demise... What do I need a sword for?

-©Pratibha Badgal AA

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scribblersobia · 5 years

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People say love is the most beautiful thing in the world. I completely agree. But, a relationship where you are not respected and appreciated is a terrible partnership. A relationship is not a dead object, it is like a plant. You need to feed it in order to grow it. Don't let someone take you for granted. Don't let them make you feel unwanted and worthless. If you don't find someone who can give you the kind of love you deserve, then do not beg for love. You are not here for this, you have a wonderful life. Love yourself and care for yourself. Don't count stars because you deserve the whole universe, darling.

@scribblersobia

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sadcabinet · 6 years

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Handle me with care,

not because I am fragile,

but because,

if you break me you will not be the person who puts me back together again

#tinypoem #personal #poem #poetry #writing #love #spilledink #spilledwords #buttonpoetry #theprocast

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fidds6 · 6 years

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I fantasise about being in a reality where I am iconic. Where they compare me to the greats, and I have the ability and responsibility of being influential with words. I can’t fathom the power of being able to make strangers happy with my presence. That kind of power scares me. I feel like I’d lose control of my identity and my existence becomes shaped by what brings in the most attention. Will I lose myself or will I better myself? I’ve always craved giving other people happiness as that is the thing that brings me joy. Especially after everything I’ve seen and been through, I just want the world around me to be happy.

Written by J.A.Fiddy ( @jarfidd )

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divedintothedark · 6 years

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Drifted away

Staring blankly at the wall once again,

I pictured us,

And the way things used to be,

Before everything came tumbling down.

We were so happy together,

You were my anchor in a sea of sadness,

And I, your light in the dark,

But the spark that binded us once is now faded.

The anchor isn't there,

And the light is gone.

We have drifted away,

And the future we once thought we would have together,

Has vanished.

What left is just memories,

Of our precious moments together,

That I will cherish forever.

~M.W.

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depressionintechnicolor · 6 years

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Colours

I grew surrounded by humble green

and flushed in soft, smooth pinks.

Blue undercurrents ran viral,

quite the infiltrating sterling wires.

Just a month ago,

I reflected the skyline’s melancholy

in all its violent violets

and burning orange horizons.

5 minutes ago, red permeated all I see,

singed all I hear,

and saturated my skin until it was another layer.

Now there are whites with all the clarity they possess.

I don't feel any but pure anymore.

I can't touch the yellow within myself.

All I think I am is black.

My mother tells me, “smile more,”

but my father tells me, “I don't look good smiling.”

I tell myself, “act natural.”

Then, I say “nevermind.”

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nikitaagupta · 3 years

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Before I fall asleep, I always think of you. I think of how you scream at me but still apologise. I think of how you love playing with my hair. I think of how you notice when I stay silent. I think of how your hand fits within mine. I think of you. Before you fall asleep, do you think of me?

think of me//nikitaguptaa

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theprocast · 4 years

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It's easy to feel lonely when you do nothing in the day. If you lay around waiting for the pain to go away then it'll stay with you. Nothing will get better if you don't fight back. There'll always be those days that you feel attacked by your own mind. No matter how much you go through, it's never too late to become a better you.

@fidds6

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leumas-nivek · 5 years

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And still the waves crash

even after

I’ve tried to scrub

the saltwater from my hair

and even after

I’ve tried to drown out

the roar of the swells

from my memory

and even after

I’ve tried to plant

new flowers in this soil

but everyone knows

nothing grows

in sand

K.S.

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luna-rav · 4 years

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People nowadays are not who they really are Some of them are what people want them to be Others are what they think they are Most of us, we are what we need to be

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rabbruad1 · 6 years

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You don’t find treasure every day, so treasure who you want to stay.

Bruce Adler

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