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POEM FOR A DEAD CRUSH (WHO LOVED THE OCEAN VERY MUCH)
by michael de la guerra
We’ll weep and reminisce over your mortal remains;
But so long as the ocean’s tide sways, your heart beats forever;
There under the dark blue waves.
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wrong-people-fish-put · 19 hours
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saduboiss · 1 day
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I torture myself with my own thoughts.
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silent-insanities · 2 days
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I feel like I'm going insane.
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arseholism · 11 hours
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Oh Twinkling stars, how do you shine so bright?
“You only notice us, because it’s the darkest night”
Oh beautiful moon, how do you shine so bright?
“I just refuse to hide, in the daily absence of light”
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satania-2035 · 3 days
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"Aprende a lidiar con tus pensamientos, porque la mente, también miente".
• Satania •
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suspiro-desafinado · 8 hours
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-Yobana Lemm
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heylouiseee · 2 days
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#29
I learned to be strong and independent.
But there are times when I want to just rely on someone, hug someone, and cry on someone.
I want to let my guard down even for a second but still feel safe.
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alparslan0 · 2 days
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If being afraid doesn't change the outcome, why are we afraid?
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sassywiththesas · 3 days
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You hurt me and i still want u.
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inkmadeofsky · 2 days
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an excerpt from my poem “never have i ever.”
what's the nickname you used to love but hate it now?
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bbblueeskyyy · 1 day
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dreamofmary23 · 3 days
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I've only ever wanted you.
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arseholism · 2 days
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Living in a transient state of happiness
In a world that’s constantly unkind
It would be strange to find everlasting joy
When there is no room to step back, relax and unwind
All the voices telling me where I’m going wrong
It’s like listening to art described by someone blind
How can you know what I’m even thinking?
When you’ve never entered my shrouded mind!
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Telepath. That I may read your mind better than any book, Offer me, first, your hand. And wonder no longer why every subsequent dream of yours comes true.
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