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eylipses · 1 year

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the sea would probably just wash me away like a the wind that brushes my hair

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lua-pele · 1 month

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Two minutes before the sunset, and I'm still stranded in front of the window, stuck waiting for a little chance to see you from a far..

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myselfishworld · 9 months

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This is not my first time of getting drunk, even this is my first time of alcohol. She already had me perfect hangover, for years.

H.K on Time Doesn't Heal

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tinybabybunny · 11 months

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I find myself always intrigued by things larger than me by quite a hundred times. It is formidable, yet I like the feeling of being smol and vulnerable but powerful enough to make a giant bow down to me on all its fours. It could swallow me alive. Crush me within its fist. Somewhere I want it to be pertrified of how I, a creature equivalent as an ant is to a human, stand my ground. To devour me you have to fear me first.

-Sarjika

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mrly · 9 months

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you had an accent hard to understand and love that only found it’s way to the line between two things. i never blamed you for hugging me with torn hands. i knew what your arms were longing to say - stay here, forever, the house is yours and the world will always be there, spinning. stay here, with me and do not grow out of my embrace. stay here and i will learn to love you the right way, all over again

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trustonlystars · 1 year

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You wouldn't know, the blood stains on my palms are the remnants of the stories sitting as scars. I don't remember when these thorns fell in love with my fingertips, are they destined to create art that hurts? You know it was midnight and I was trying to look out into a world that's easier to understand, unlike my own heart. I did not have answers as to why your words walked so close-to-kill that night. There was no reason for me to seek empty souls and hollow houses, no reason for you to draw harsh lines, but that's what we do in love, no? Carve out our version of strokes even if that bleeds on the other side. I'll give you my side of the story and never hear yours, that's how you can choose to forget this story, and I can keep it alive. Afterall, I am a storyteller, how can I give up on mine?

- trustonlystars | Jannie F

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hazeltoheraugustus · 1 year

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I drink back my poison words

That cut deeper than any sword

I hit myself again and again

As the pain melts and flows

My pillow absorbs the hot tears

Leaking down my eyes

Night brings my worst fears

All my demons come to life

Cut, cut and cut

That's all I ever do

Red oozes out

It sings my song of doom

Keep torturing me like this

And I become your slave

The blood becomes my water

As I swim in pain

The familiar warmth feels good

The sting feels like home

The harm continues

As the night grows cold

~shubhaa

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penguinsandlions · 2 years

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You >> everything

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musiquesduciel · 2 years

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If you are ever puzzled with how easily I let you go after such a passionate display of my feelings, know that it took me a great deal of self-control to not text you that day, or the next. It is because of those feelings, I held my affection in so I could make space for the possible existence of yours.

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aquietmorningrambles · 1 year

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meeting you (but not long enough)

Can't seem to express how grateful I am to have him by my side The constant reassurance that he's giving me, about myself, my study, our relationship and everything in between How easy he makes it seems, to always be there for me, emotionally and physically, whenever I need him And how sure he is, of me, of every little flaw that I like to nitpick The constant mental battle that I like to have when I'm being particularly insecure or needy or exhausted, it all went away as easy as it came A constant tide, ebbing gently Rewiring the mess that's my head, flowing neatly Oh how I wish being with you is not an occasion, where planning is involved, and promises, and tickets I wish it's as easy as opening a door and saying "I'm home"

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stephanothebard · 1 year

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Oneirism schisms:

You walk in beauty, where shadows lie, where dreams come to rest once they die, where sunsets go backwards on a placid beach, the ocean picked at the seam, stich by stich.

Still constant is the ticking of a clock which will not stop, incessant stammer of the metronome of thought, reaped, still ripe, like crops, piling high up top and set alight into an incandescent blaze, smoking out incense, nonsense, coating the mind in a cancerous haze.

Beneath your feet you crush the glass-shard sand in which you stand as I cough up from the fumes, spewing up my doom onto waters which writhe in opaque hues, black and blue, but there’s no such thing as blue. Thus I hurl myself onto you.

You're monolithic, you're miniscule, you're weakness, you're might, you're marble, you're crystal, you're flesh, an otherwordly sight, reflecting refracted light from ghastly stars in the sky, and in the blink of an eye, another day flashes by as I lay sideways grasping your thigh.

Looking up again, up into your jaded eyes, why worry about the ending when it's just begun? One thread is cut, another is spun, another trip around the sun, twice repeated, now a third, fuck you, I'm not done.

And as everything falls down, dilapidated, time dilated, stretched out, served and plated, the sand crumbling below, sliding into the parting tide, like Moses, I'll strike the rock 'til a river flows, I have nothing to hide.

In this oneiric land in which you wander as it is torn asunder, ripped apart, where reality borders nothing and nothing leaves no mark, I'll follow you, until I break my bones or break my heart.

Little something I wrote on a late night while still very loopy from sleep deprivation, hope it's enjoyable! Still new to Tumblr so taking any recommendations.

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eylipses · 2 years

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she’s a beauty that lays bare for all to see not even morning rays compare

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lua-pele · 1 month

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The rain just stopped and it's quarter to three in the morning. I couldn't sleep because my head kept playing with the memories we had together.. it hurts so bad. I looked at the pictures of you i kept in my google drive..

"I want to forget you"

I'm pleading.. hardly pleading my heart to forget you..

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myselfishworld · 1 year

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She never stared on a mirror with thunder curved within both eyes like she used to me, that's why she always ask if I love her.

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ru7hk · 11 months

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I asked myself, "What hurts"

"You hurt."

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mrly · 9 months

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i was looking too, but i didn't want you to notice

i was coy, i was cool, and i was pretending

meeting in glances, reminiscent feelings of hunger and thirst

two bodies in the same room but moments away

aching, yearning, longing

engaging in misleading conversations, unaware and inventing persons who act like this

animating ourselves to look like people and not feelings

performing for one another, against each other, and to others

at a loss, at an ends

the cue to start

and then you said hi

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