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pink-heart-writes · 1 day

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you are, by far

the greatest loss of my life

- nick <3

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mother-marilynn · 2 days

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I'm just so lonely. Not just today, but every day.

My bed is filled with stuffed animals gifted to me by friends who I don't talk to anymore. Their solidness and warmth cradle against me in faux affection.

I anxiously double check online communities I'm apart of waiting for a text that will never arrive. Filling my days with people I don't know, looking to clutter the void with lookalike company of people who have long since left.

I tease the earth with my hands, dance the ground and whisper promises to the weeds in my backyard. Yet I flounder and flail at the opportunity to romance myself and others.

I fantasize about a faceless lover when the only person whose ever been in my bed is me.

My room is cluttered with things I love and tend too; so much so that it feels too cold and empty to leave. Anywhere else is simply too cold.

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my-lost-love · 1 day

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I dream of being loved. I dream of love that big that even my heart can't handle it, But Im worried. Im worried that this feeling isn't meant for me. My heart is always open for everybody, Like an ugly, scary shop open 24/7. I will always show love to everyone, Even to random people I met on the street. My destiny is to be a lover, not a loved one. It will be easier for me, If I come to terms with the fact I will walk through life alone. Not everyone deserves to be loved and maybe, Im one of this people. ~ER.

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multasuntcausaebibendi · 2 days

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wide awake entire night planned the next step in this fight walking over to my chair my soul is running out of air blue pen, white paper and the reddest words can't describe how much it hurts all my golden words turn blue as i write them down for you all my thoughts are turning grey i'm running out of words to say i need words that sound much better it's a love confession letter no blue google results anymore paper carpet on the floor there ain't no word that's big enough to carry all this burning love

-multasuntcausaebibendi (poem: love letter)

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pen-pain-poetry · 3 days

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words i couldn't speak

some one asked me recently why I write poetry, what is the reason behind this re-arranging of dictionary, I do not know, I said, they just call my soul, and i write, tons of old writhed emotions sometimes creeps up, and I can't help but let them out, through ink and paper, so let them out with ink, on paper, weird, they replied, somehow they always felt personal, like you were writing for special someone.

was i writing to special someone, was i really though? a simple question echoed in the back of my mind, i quickly looked at my poems, and tried to look for my muses, or events that inspired me to write, and- (then i suddenly realized),

oh, oh no, you were always in either of them, present somehow somewhere, my heart skipped a beat, my body felt cold, realization dawned upon me with no mercy heavens above, oh god, years of suppressed feelings poured on to me in one second, like dam of water breaking and flowing with no pressure, you know, what they say, the more you press the spring the higher it is gonna jump, i think i was going through the exact same thing, the feeling were flooding through my brains too quickly for me to handle at once, i was breathless, brainless, and i couldn't think straight, oh god is this how intense love is? and i was only on first stage, everything was happening too quickly for me to notice, but some how that was the only piece missing on my puzzle of life, i realized as everything clicked, that my poem were the words i couldn't speak. (to you.)

©Pen_Pain_Poetry

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secrets-i-whisper-to-the-moon · 13 hours

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makyulka · 1 day

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We live a million lives in million different realities and timelines and I was lucky enough to meet you in every single one of them.

How do I know that?

Well it's simple, when we met for the first time your name, your face, your soul, it resonated with me.

I didn't know what I'm doing but I knew it's right. That I'm supposed to talk to you, that I'm supposed to do all of those stupid mistakes and most importantly that we're supposed to become friends.

I don't know what brought us together, god, fate, luck, destiny it doesn't really matter because I will always be grateful that I know you and I can call you my friend.

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louudthoughts · 2 days

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i just want to curl up in your chest

and hug you and cry and laugh

because i feel every thing so deeply.

but my brain yells at my heart,

saying, "don't embarrass yourself."

its hard to express anything,

even worse when it's so strong

and it weighs on your chest.

i know you would understand

but i can't explain it.

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enigmatic-97 · 3 days

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WHY DO I?

On the outside I look fine My toxins reside within I can't let people see it because I have this need to be perceived as someone who always wins Shaming myself daily for thing's out of my control Why do I hate on myself so much? Why can't I forgive my own soul? ~BX

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thelastrenaissance · 1 day

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The Swallow

Theophile Gautier

I am a swallow, nothing like a dove;

My nature is to fly eternally,

The nest in which the pigeons find their love

Covered from sight, would be like death to me

I live in battlements and parapets,

When autumn falls I fly on the wind's breath,

Leaving black towers for snow-white minarets,

Fly to the constant blue: no rain, no death

No sky can hold me, nothing stays my flight,

Each land I pass through never less the stranger,

My absent friends living within my soul.

My love's eternal if my wing is light

And, unforgotten, this eternal ranger

Across the world stays steadfast to my goal.

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pink-heart-writes · 16 hours

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i really wonder why is it that i can't let go of someone who already let go of me...

- nick <3

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wedarkacademia · 8 months

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Andrea Gibson

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halles-comet · 6 months

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This line about how even the other gay people you find annoying or sell outs or who live their life in the exact opposite way you do are still part of the tribe was written in 1977 but should be plastered on the internet today

#words words words #it's from the faggots and their friends between revolutions #i don't agree with all the passages but i get where he was coming from

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ivynightshade · 5 months

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fatima aamer bilal, from i mother it the absence of her, iii. i am not a person that can be loved for a very long time excerpt from moony moonless sky.

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yssabela · 6 months

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i just hope that no matter how many times this world tries to harden me and turn me into a cold person, i hope i remain soft. may i still be compassionate. may i still be full of love. may i still be soft and sees hope in everything. and to never become something that once broke me.

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secrets-i-whisper-to-the-moon · 1 month

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Bilal Al-Shams, Sacrifice

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