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kniightingale Β· 1 year
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What if everything in the world was a misunderstanding, what if laughter were really tears?
Seren Kierkegaard
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πš†πšŽ πšœπšŠπš’πš πšπš’πš•πš• πšπšŽπšŠπšπš‘ 𝚍𝚘 𝚞𝚜 πš™πšŠπš›πš,
π™°πš—πš πšŽπšŸπšŽπš— πš’πš— πšπšŽπšŠπšπš‘ 𝚠𝚎 πš πš˜πš—β€™πš πš™πšŠπš›πš,
π™Ύπšžπš› πšœπš˜πšžπš•πšœ πšπš˜πš›πšŽπšŸπšŽπš› πš’πš—πšπšŽπš›πšπš πš’πš—πšŽπš,
π™΅πš˜πš› 𝚠𝚎 πš›πšŠπšπš‘πšŽπš› πš‹πšŽ πšŠπšœπš‘πšŽπšœ πšπš‘πšŠπš— 𝚍𝚞𝚜𝚝,
π™Ύπšžπš› πš‹πšžπš›πš—πš’πš—πš πšπšŽπšœπš’πš›πšŽ πš πš’πš•πš• πš‹πšŽ 𝚊 πš›πšŽπš–πšŽπš–πš‹πšŽπš›πšŽπš πš™πš’πš›πšŽ.
π™»πšŽπšβ€™πšœ πš‹πšŽ πš›πšŽπš–πšŽπš–πš‹πšŽπš›πšŽπš 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚘𝚏 π™Ύπš—πšŽ.
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Dunya Mikhail, tr. by Samira Kawar, from The Poetry of Arab Women: A Contemporary Anthology; β€œRain”
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πš†πšŽ πšœπšŠπš’πš πšπš’πš•πš• πšπšŽπšŠπšπš‘ 𝚍𝚘 𝚞𝚜 πš™πšŠπš›πš,
π™°πš—πš πšŽπšŸπšŽπš— πš’πš— πšπšŽπšŠπšπš‘ 𝚠𝚎 πš πš˜πš—β€™πš πš™πšŠπš›πš,
π™Ύπšžπš› πšœπš˜πšžπš•πšœ πšπš˜πš›πšŽπšŸπšŽπš› πš’πš—πšπšŽπš›πšπš πš’πš—πšŽπš,
π™΅πš˜πš› 𝚠𝚎 πš›πšŠπšπš‘πšŽπš› πš‹πšŽ πšŠπšœπš‘πšŽπšœ πšπš‘πšŠπš— 𝚍𝚞𝚜𝚝,
π™Ύπšžπš› πš‹πšžπš›πš—πš’πš—πš πšπšŽπšœπš’πš›πšŽ πš πš’πš•πš• πš‹πšŽ 𝚊 πš›πšŽπš–πšŽπš–πš‹πšŽπš›πšŽπš πš™πš’πš›πšŽ.
π™»πšŽπšβ€™πšœ πš‹πšŽ πš›πšŽπš–πšŽπš–πš‹πšŽπš›πšŽπš 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚘𝚏 π™Ύπš—πšŽ.
- π˜Ύπ™π™–π™’π™—π™šπ™§π™‘π™­π™£π™š
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kniightingale Β· 1 year
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Even broken clocks are right twice a day,
Who am I
Not to profess what I feel deep inside
I have lost way too many potential lovers
I can’t lose you, I can’t have myself
Falling into the same pit of blinding darkness
- Chamberlxne
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I’m often tongue tied
In spite of all my words
I’m inarticulate
- Chamberlxne
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𝑺𝒉𝒆 π’”π’‚π’Šπ’… :
𝑳𝒐𝒔𝒕 π’Šπ’” 𝒂 π’π’π’—π’†π’π’š 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒕𝒐 π’‡π’Šπ’π’… π’šπ’π’–π’“π’”π’†π’π’‡.
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kniightingale Β· 2 years
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How can we be ever complete,
if we can’t help ourselves,
endless searches,
different realms,
different faces,
Pursuit of the same feeling.
Maybe it’s the pursuit of meaning?
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kniightingale Β· 2 years
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I keep replaying every little thing in my head, even if I know it does nothing. β€οΈπŸ§‘πŸ’›πŸ’šπŸ’™πŸ’œ follow @kniightingale for more πŸ’œπŸ’™πŸ’šπŸ’›πŸ§‘β€οΈ .
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kniightingale Β· 2 years
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Lie to me,
Tell me it’s gonna be okay,
Tell me you hate it when I cry,
Tell me you will always be here,
Tell me you’ll cherish me till death do us part,
Lie to me.
Lie to me.
I just wanna hear you talk to me.
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We’ll all come to know of loss. Letting go and moving on are indeed optimistic motivations that fuel hope.
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