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thewordiestbabble · 9 months

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nine year olds,

saying the words

“ if you go i go. ”

sixteen year olds,

where one is ready to go

and one who has left behind that promise,

and made a new one

with someone else.

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hospitalroommate · 1 year

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standing in the wreckage

screaming but nothing comes out

i can see where it shattered on the ground

fragments of my future

my life

digging in to my feet

my skin is bleeding from the shards

but i was the one that let this fall from my hands

i loosened my grip on the reigns

and now i am left to rebuild a kingdom

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flores-de-salma · 1 year

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missing you

I miss you amor.

I miss your your hugs and

your warm kisses

I miss your loving embrace

that feeling that everything will be okay

only when I’m in your arms.

I miss you

And your special brown eyes

your tender soul

and warm mind

-salma 1/17/22

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euesworld · 2 years

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"The way you speak is so natural, I can feel your words resonate deeply in my bones.. and that voice, I could make it my forever home. If you would be my art for a day, I'm sure my soul would come out to play.. say you will love me, and I would never be alone, loving you every single day."

I love the way you talk to me honestly and I love you even more - eUë

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wandering-artbird · 2 years

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The awakening of life, like coins that jingle in my empty pockets_feel too heavy for me…

The burden kept on my shoulders(sweet burden) _ this life_almost is worth living…

I’m a prisoner to this life_ There’s a thirst in my throat for the morning sun ( a quench that never fulfills)…

~But the sun seems thirstier than me~ _Is it thirsty enough to burn me completely? _thirsty enough to drain me out? _thirsty enough to soak me up?

The arousing of death_feels like the light clouds in the lighter skies_the crow that cuts through them, making an invisible string, seems to be going on forever…

Like a stone that has been tossed in the air, slowly grows wings and soars on with no directions_ like a firefly falling in to a river filled with a thousand crows_dead, as the flying stone searches for a shore to walk upon...

But the endless rivers formed by the tears of those sickening crows never seem to stop, never seem to end...

It goes on_

/just like life.

/just like death.

_Sub-Conscious Coma

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clonedadplo · 1 year

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I am lying bound at the bottom of Van Gogh's well

I am lying still though I tug at my hands

I am lying prone under cover in my own hell

I am lying unable, unable to meet your demands

I am clutching little rocks to my chest

You are high on a mountain wind in your hair

You are high on the mountain but you don't know

You are high on a mountain where you sit and stare

You are high on the mountain because you can't go

You are clutching sleeping dragons while you rest

The sky is turning over

The world is being sold

The earth is splitting apart

Run little children!

Run for another galaxy!

Run innocent beasts!

Run from us shakers!

The sky is drenched in clover

The world costs a marigold

The earth is full of bleeding hearts

Run bent branch

Run before you fall

Run tall reeds

Run before you burn

You are chained to the mountain, face frozen

You are chained to the mountain, betrayal so deep

You are chained to the mountain, snow ambrosian

You are chained to the mountain.

It sings you to sleep.

You are dropping all your little dragons 'till they float

I am pacing my big black box, feet aflame

I am pacing my big black box, hands squeezing

I am pacing my big black box, never the same

I am pacing my big black box.

It shows me nothing.

I am swallowing all my little rocks down my throat.

We, two halves of one whole, can never match.

If your little dragons fly, there's no need to catch.

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bishh-kanya · 2 years

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Hii I'm back with some poetry 💀

Nanosecond

I see you in daisies

In the wildness of the forests

Your young your burning

And i can't get over it

And you might be wrong for me

It would be 100th time i am drowning

Heavy waters in my body

I don't need me , i need you

And all the thorns you prick me

If you choose the sea I'm here to drown

If you choose the desert i am here to burn

Your blood my blood

There's a difference , but in every life

It's the same thing ,when they combine

If you wanna run defy me

I made an alliance with death

Try never rectify it

You need love , you don't need me

I need death and i need you

My mom says it's one life live it

But I'd choose death if you weren't within me

For a nanosecond

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ihavetobacco · 1 year

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MEMORY IS A WEAPON

to remember is to be lock and loaded

it gives irreversible damage to the vulnerable ones

and some, unarmed wander around

taking other's bullets

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clarted-buffal0 · 1 year

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decided to be a bit more cryptic than usual lol

At the bottom of the ocean,

Even the brightest of lights die out

Complete darkness envelops us

The total eclipse lasts on and on

During day and night

But there it is

Alone in the vastness of it all

A small flickering light

fighting on until the end <3

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hospitalroommate · 1 year

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time is cruel

time left me with memories of reading every night

but not the titles

my childhood is in bits and pieces in my brain and i want to hold on to it all

swimming through my blurry past with desperate hands

trying to clutch my happiness to my chest

back when life was simple and sweet

i want to remember everything and lock it away in my jewelry box

but memories are like water

time is cruel.

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sagessensationalstuff · 2 years

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Revolution

Oh wait it’s capitalism

Smoke of fire and oil machines

starts smelling like the fire of broken dreams

Song replaced by singing metal

crafting pain, life’s trouble, and leather

.

Looking down your upturned nose

and you don’t care for the smell

your gaze asks me to purge myself

Am I the machine? I can no longer tell

.

London’s beaten streets call me back

The death of god leaves a bloody smear

the sky splits with rain and cleans up our squalor

caring for us even with her tears

~Sage

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flores-de-salma · 1 year

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Dangerous Love

The most dangerous thing a person can do

is love.

People die for love

people kill for love

wars have been started for love.

millions dead, for the love of Helen.

People can hurt a person for love

and they would never know they did it out of love.

the most dangerous thing a person can do is love.

Love with a million heartbeats a second.

love is dangerous

but people crave the excitement

the rush

the lust

the love.

- salma 2/23/22

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elizabeth-rose07 · 5 months

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Death By a Murder

Misuse and abuse my lone pretty muse;

be a tool and fuel her sad somber tunes.

When the giving is said and the taking is done,

to bed she will go and wonder when she’ll be gone

See her lying and dying, all alone;

eaten and beaten by you needy crows

Away, away, away you shall go

As soon as you’re done picking at her bones.

She’ll sigh and cry about how she feels used.

You won’t see her again ‘til the evening news

Fly away, fly away, my pretty dove,

show them the gifts you were sent from above.

Hear the stars call your name,

cause they’re wishing you fame.

Too little, too late,

you’re far too insane.

-Elizabeth Rose

Driven mad by the crows, mad for all that I know.

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fuckingwhateverdude · 4 months

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simori4h · 11 months

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Nos encontramos tendidos en esta habitación abandonada, despojados de cualquier ruido cotidiano de la inmensa Ciudad. Aislados de su tormentoso delirio intransigente e ignorante. Solo nos tenemos el uno al otro, solo tenemos nuestras miradas y nuestros cuerpos repletos de sensibilidad.

No necesitamos una inmensa Ciudad, ya que juntos, en este pequeño rincón hemos creado un vasto continente.

Nuestras miradas se conectan olvidando todo llanto y desilusión, mi mano recorre todo tu cuerpo sintiendo tu palpitar mientras tu voz me ahoga en su sonoro cántico que se desliza de tus labios azúl pálido.

Todo lo que hoy nos rodea empieza a desmoronarse, las luces en la habitación se derriten adquiriendo el aspecto de un líquido que se escurre en los muros casi desechos de lo que un día fue un refugio de todo lo que temíamos.

Ahora nos cubre la penumbra, oscuridad que nos advierte de un final para todo. A pesar de nuestro amargo final, no siento temor, rencor ni ira. Pues te tengo junto a mí. Siento frío, pero está tu palpitar, están tus ojos que me llenan de inmensa calma. Solo puedo percibir cómo nuestros cuerpos entran en un profundo sueño, mis ojos se cierran, mi respiración recae y allí todo termina.

Todo es oscuridad, pero nuestras manos siempre quedaron enlazadas.

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ateenagegirlwithtoomuchtime · 1 year

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🎧🤍☁️

#cinnamon girl #girlblog #coquette #stranger things #maya hawke #i want a love like this #artwork #poetry #poems and shit #Spotify

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