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[doveslettersx]

I look for love in everyone I meet & then cry myself to sleep

-Mel

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[bittersweet-t3aya]

I believe I will always think of the two-hour drive, the nerves sitting in the parking lot waiting for you to come into view, our awkward first words, the chocolate you bought me, how we sat on the floor to watch The Nice Guys before moving onto the bed twenty minutes in, the tea and lemonade I’d brought to share, your roommate coming back in a few times, the call you took from your grandmother, the kisses we shared, walking past the local carnival to go get dinner, the gorgeous sunset that I stopped in the middle of the sidewalk to photograph, and our first kiss goodbye.

I will think on all of these things fondly. All of these things I will remember when I hear this song.

You loved this band. You’re how I found it.

I do hope you’re doing better.

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[4s1na]

poetry is the most beautiful form of love

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[leeandthejury]

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[strrywitxofthewest]

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[itsamentalbreakdown]

So

This is an alt

Yes my vent poetry it's going on here

Good luck

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[runealinwrites]

I read books that give me butterflies and a warm feeling in my chest, that make me feel trust and happiness and peace. An attempt at replicating feelings I've never felt.

I fall in love with every fictional character, but never with real people.

I fall asleep thinking about my favourite book couples, wishing someone's arms were wrapped around around me.

I yearn, so deeply, for someone to call my own. For someone to love me, truly and unconditionally.

I yearn for someone who knows my darkest secrets, my greatest fears, my strengths and weakness, and still doesn't turn, walk, run away. Someone who stays forever.

But all anyone ever does is leave, and all I'm left with are my books.

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[kipixxx44]

entry 2

7/28

i have holes in the sleeve cuffs of my hoodies that are just the right size for slipping in my favorite guitar pick to keep it safe. it doesn't fall out when i put it through the wash and they don't rip open any more when i take the pick out or put it back in. today i sat in front of my mirror and stared at my face for a really long time, or maybe it felt like a lot longer than it was because i was sitting in silence. i thought about sewing my sleeves shut. i thought about kaz. i wondered if she thought about me, too. it's frustrating how softly we loved and how harshly we stopped, the last time i left her i told her that i deserve to be loved gently, and to be touched kindly, and that she could not (would not) offer me those things anymore. she agreed. i don't love who she is now and i don't want to. i mourn her like she's dead and she isn't but sometimes i wish she was. the last time we argued i told her i wish she was. she believed me

how do i get rid of the anger that grew in the places she hurt me? where do i put it down? i could blame her for making me so mad but it wouldn't do me any good to attach myself to any feelings that feel like her, or any of the negatives, really. my therapist says i'm bad at letting go. my ribs are sore often

i heard from jj today though, which was nice, or as nice as two sentences can be after you think you're falling in love with someone and then they ghost you for a week. i don't do well with people who don't like to communicate. she said she thinks her episode is ending meaning the ghosting will probably stop. i told her i want to understand what it's like for her, or at least understand what i should and shouldn't do instead of waiting by my phone or watching my instagram story views for proof of life. i'm not really sure where this is going to go but i want to let myself love her. and i want her to love me. i would like to be loved gently. i think i got too close too fast, i don't like how much she knows about me already but i can't expect her to give me trust if i don't give it to her.

i didn't eat today. i don't really know why. i just didn't want to. i think i may be falling back into old habits, bligh and joey going to be worried but if i don't say anything and don't look too tired then they probably won't ask, and that's the safest option. i'm really sleepy. i think i'm going to smoke and then take my melatonin and try and get rest.

thanks

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[strawberrywoman]

The Swan

She looks up at the sky just in time

to watch the swan fall.

The beast’s neck is bent unnaturally, its beak parted wide,

powerful wings frantic against the wind. Futile.

One black eye gleams,

omniscient of Heaven and Earth and extraordinary sorrow.

Nothing can be done.

The impact is quick and sickeningly still,

its body having plummeted toward the ground

with such ungodly force.

The sight knocks the breath back into her lungs,

pulses the blood back into her brain, and she runs.

His chest, once round and full, has flattened from the blow

and now heaves with great effort.

She looks deep in the eye of the fallen God,

and at once bends to lift him.

He does not move, does not make a sound.

She knows he does not have long.

One hand under the junction of each great wing,

she carries him to the lake.

Had he only fallen there, he could have been saved.

Gently she brings him into the water,

and becomes her despair as his heart stops its fluttering.

She lays him atop the glassy surface,

and admires his beauty for a final time.

Noble wings outstretched, graceful neck perfectly still

as his head slowly begins to sink.

There is not a ripple, not a sound.

She rasps a weak and trembling breath,

and finally, she weeps.

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[cloverwashere420]

poem-3

today in my English class, we talked about why and how bodies are buried six feet deep.

"the rain would wash away the ground and allow the bodies to rise to the surface." i figure if they're going through all the effort just for rising, there's probably a good reason behind it.

maybe we should let the bodies breathe?bury them just beneath the surface. what will happen will happen, if they seek they will find.

[CUT TO: OUTSIDE, night. K and C lay on a blanket. they watch the sky, bodies holding bodies, limbs holding limbs, they are falling in love.]

K: I love you.

C: Did you know, when i was a little girl, someone taught me that if you lay down and be real still and stay real quiet, you can hear the Earth breathe?

K: Oh. You're right.

[END.]

one day you will be but memories.

if there's so much effort just for rising,

there's probably a good reason behind it.

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[library-fae]

should i make a tumblr for my poetry?

i used to post it online but my old instagram got hacked

ive been proud of it again and im more active here so

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[doveslettersx]

You’re into film, what are your fave movies??

-Girl interrupted

-Original sin

-Black swan

-The Professional

-Gia

-Suckerpunch

-Romeo & Juliet (1968)

-Mojave Moon

-Phantom of the opera

-TinMan (2007)

-Gone in 60 seconds

-Breakfast Club

-Roman Holiday

-Mr. & Mrs. Smith

-Funny face

-Grease

-The great Gatsby

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[bittersweet-t3aya]

The stars stand still in awe of the adoration I hold for you.

The seas envy how deeply I care for you.

The heavens above wish they could soar as high as my heart does when I am with you,

And the strongest warriors pale at the thought of the strength I’ve had to wait for you.

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[flowersfromher]

quiet confessions.

Perhaps in the blur of a conversation, in a particularly unimportant and brief moment in time that can be overlooked — whilst I'm feeling invincible as though nothing the world could say in return would hurt me — I'll say I love you, brushing it off with a smile and painting over it with another sequence of laughter as though it were a joke and a careless offhand comment that I meant nothing by, hoping you wouldn't take it any deeper than I felt it whilst also hoping that it would be the one thing you wouldn't ever forget.

- m.

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[leeandthejury]

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[stillgrowingwildflowers]

Picture an evening like this: where your neighbors are your friends. You come together in the evening once a week to have dinner and a drink. Kids and pets included. Everyone brings their favorite dish and there’s a fire in the pit. Someone’s playing folk songs over a speaker with the tree frogs and crickets singing in the background. There might be a little dancing, fireflies, and a whole lot of laughing. You just vibe until the sun sets and the patio lights come on. You call it a night and hug goodbye.

@whereshegrows

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