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I taste
the sweetness
in your words,
only to wonder
how many others
have tasted
them too.
the sweetness
in your words,
only to wonder
how many others
have tasted
them too.
Literature
The Girl Who Was Afraid To Be
She speaks to me fondly
of passions and talents,
of guitars and stars,
with such breathless intensity
then stops short and
apologises
for speaking at all.
All because somewhere in her life,
someone she loved broke her heart
by ignoring
her beautiful words
and telling her to
shut up,
keep it down,
nobody cares.
People aren’t born sad.
We make them that way.
Literature
she's gone, she's gone.
don't tell a broken girl with
grief pouring into the juts of her cheekbones,
hunger suffocating into the curves of her ribs,
that her eyes are made
of moonlight
and her hair was weaved from
sunshine when you are
light years away and millennia too late
Literature
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she knew he was a grave, but she buried herself in him anyway.
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(But dear, I hope your words are true)
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Let's get connected!
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