glowingshardswriting
glowingshardswriting
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glowingshardswriting · 2 years ago
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I'm not stealing any credits of yours!
My mouth just doesn't know when to shut up,
And well, it leads to the assumptions of the work being mine while I just discuss about it, and maybe sometimes, I say maybe it's mine.
But!
It's not the intention, once i remember it's your idea/opinion/judgement, I want to throw myself from a high wall a number of times.
I'm not stealing any creds of yours, it's a honest Alzheimer's mistake.
Be merciful on me, it's giving me nightmares.
- p
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glowingshardswriting · 2 years ago
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Tw ⚠️
That tiny thread of hope a person feels while running towards someone who is on the brink of losing himself, the tiny hope of saving him before everything crumbles into void. The hope that she can be saved. That there's still time to pull her back, that your outstretched hand will grab her, that you will be there to hold him down when he acts upon it, that there's still some time left to save her. That tiny thread of hope can change someone's destiny or destroy someone's entire life. Because after that hope, either it's destruction or Survival.
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glowingshardswriting · 2 years ago
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"Would you follow me, if i wish to run away?"
That night my heart broke into millions of glowing shards as I watch him turn around and disappear into nothingness.
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glowingshardswriting · 2 years ago
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Let's be honest -
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How many of your close one's have talked shit about you when you were absent?
The one's you would steal someone's last breath for and you have never talked bad about to anyone else.
Hurt's doesn't it?
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glowingshardswriting · 2 years ago
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I hope it all works out for you, it didn't for me.
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glowingshardswriting · 2 years ago
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Did you ever listen to this song? - Lag Jaa Gale by Lata Mangeshkar
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glowingshardswriting · 2 years ago
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I'm still not over our abrupt end.
I always feel a trifle tremulous when walking through our eidetic memory.
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glowingshardswriting · 3 years ago
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When Rixton sang -
Me and my broken heart 💔
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glowingshardswriting · 3 years ago
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I could only beg you for clemency. Your love was a language I couldn't understand.
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glowingshardswriting · 3 years ago
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How do you know if you're in love with them?
- When I say, "Give me your hoodie."
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glowingshardswriting · 3 years ago
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Another 'hey' i pushed away
Another 'bond' i ruined today
Another 'stay' i didn't believe
Another 'heart' i broke it seems
Another 'lie' i told myself
Another 'its going to be okay' i say
Another 'wish' i whisper in the dark
Another 'gimme a chance' i spell apart
Just another one i lost because i couldn't forgive my heart.
-p
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glowingshardswriting · 3 years ago
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Mary Oliver, from “Marengo.” [ID in alt text]
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glowingshardswriting · 3 years ago
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Sunken cheeks
Dimple within
Curly hair
Not very fair
Eyes are brown
Stressed around
Invisible depression, is that you?
Yes, yes, yes!
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glowingshardswriting · 3 years ago
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You can jump if you think it's easier.
But the moment of truth lies within the amount of time it took you to reach upon that hill in order to wish your final stance.
Don't let go so easily. You weren't meant to go away like this.
-p
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glowingshardswriting · 3 years ago
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My life has been so unnecessarily filled with stupidity
Now-a-days i have given up on being invisible since i get pulled into shit i didn't do all time. It's like my whole existence calls upon inhumane treatment. :')
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glowingshardswriting · 3 years ago
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I watch
Kal Ho Naa Ho (2003)
When I feel like crying my heart out.
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glowingshardswriting · 3 years ago
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You were the thorn i willingly let myself get pricked with
- p
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