Tag: poetry
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[everything]
You don’t just remember what happened—you carry the texture of it.The tone of a conversation.The silence between the words.The echo of something unsaidthat still hums under your skin. You feel everything—and that is bothyour greatest strengthand your heaviest burden. You are haunted,not by ghosts,but by meaning.By nuance.By the way it all still lives in your…
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[perfidious lover]
You stood there, calm and composed,twisting my pain into something poetic,something convenient,something that let you walk away clean. You spoke in careful distortions,so fluid, so certain,I started questioning the ground beneath me. Perfidious lover, with hands so cruel,you dismantled me piece by piece,unraveled conviction from bone,left me sifting through the ruinsof a reality you swore…
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[twisted truth]
It starts in the corners of the room,small, quiet—just a whisper of doubt.You can’t see it, can’t name it,but it wraps around your ribs,tightens slowly,like a noose made of wordsthat never land. It’s a brush of silence when you need answers,a look that says “you’re too much”without ever speaking it.It’s gaslit laughter,twisted truths that crawl…
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[To My Love]
I’m sorry,for not being whole,for not giving you the love I know you deserve.I wish I could hand you somethingthat wasn’t fractured—a heart that hasn’t been worn downby ghosts of a love I lost before you. I try,so hard,to be the woman who holds you completely,but how do I give you everythingwhen I can’t even…
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[what if]
I still hear the whispers,soft as shadows at dusk,“What if you’d said something sooner?What if you’d held on a little longer?” The ghosts of choices slipthrough cracks in the wallsof my mind,asking,“What if you’d been enough?What if it had been you?” What if we’d gotten it right?What if I hadn’t trusted the liesthat led me…
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[From a distance]
I watch your life in pictures now,the way I used to watch you dream.Frozen smiles, captured moments—proof that you exist without me. I scroll through strangers in your arms,searching for some trace of regret.But your eyes don’t carry echoes,no ghosts of what we left. I feel you forget me,like breath fading from a mirror.Like a…
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[ever]
I reach for you in dreams,the only place where time bends backward,where your name still tastes like honeyinstead of salt on my tongue. Do ever you dream of me, too?Or did you teach your mind to forgetthe way my voice once felt like home? I wonder if you ever flinchat the sound of my name…
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[What Would Hurt Less]
If I could erase you from my past,I would never have knownthe warmth of love even if it wasn’t real.I would never have felt the rush of hopethat I could be someone’s forever.I would never have built my worldaround promises made in the dark. But if I could go back to before the fallout,before everything…
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[Thirteen Years]
Thirteen years,and it still feels like I’m waking up in the middle of a stormthat hasn’t stopped raging.You stole so much more than a love I believed in,you stole a piece of me,a part that now only existsin memories I can’t touchand a heart I can’t repair. I was innocent then,believing in forever,believing in promises…
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