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[lonelyfrenchpoet]

New turn

My life is getting a new turn.

Finally.

Maybe all the bad things will be off my back. 

Those things are really heavy. 

Those words, those facts, those acting.

They are really heavy. 

By Val (22.05.22)

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Losing

Stick up with me, okay?

I don't want to lose you.

I don't want to lose anyone anymore again.

By Val (22.05.22)

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Behind everyone

I feel like I'm behind everyone

I look up to people my age

And I'm in awn

Their lives seems so much easier

They manage their lives in a way that I can't

I can't make choice

I don't know what I like

I don't know who I am

I don't know who I want to be in the future

I don't know what to do

I'm so lost

By Val (18.06.23)

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Someone who cares

I just want someone who will look at me with admirative eyes

Someone who will let me ramble about my day or special interests

Someone who will go on adventures with me

Someone who will like my poems and stories

Someone who will read books with me

Someone that would cheer me up on bad days

Someone that I can trust

I just want someone who cares

By Val (11.11.23)

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Sleeping

I know it's getting late and that I should be asleep

But I'm not

You're here

Really here

In my room

After all this time

Before, I just wanted to cut out my day

I wanted to make them shorter

But now, it's the opposite

I want to enjoy every minute

Especially when I'm with you

I know it's getting late and that I should be asleep

But I'm with you

Sleeping can wait

By Val (09.11.23)

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Feel

Sometimes

I feel like I'm "too" myself

I'm too aware of how I'm feeling

I'm too aware of what is going on in my mind and my body

I feel like I'm trapped

Is there a way out of the situation ?

By Val (07.11.23)

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Weight

I feel this weight on my body

Will it go away one day ?

By Val (06.11.23)

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Went to bed with an unfinished poem in my mouth and could not kiss.

— Vera Pavlova, "Heaven Is Not Verbose: A Notebook." Translated by Steven Seymour. (via Poetry Foundation)

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Wrong body

I was born in the wrong body

I know that

I don't recognize myself in the mirror

The body that I have in my head is not the same

I feel myself tear up everytime I notice that

By Val (06.11.23)

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Afraid of getting involved

I saw all the stuff that is about her.

I saw all the comments,

I saw all the photos,

I saw all the videos,

I saw all the stairs,

everything.

But, I couldn't do anything for it,

to help her.

I didn't dare.

I was afraid of getting involved in this.

I was afraid of getting hurt.

I was afraid for my own sake.

But, you got hurt.

I regret it now.

By Val (22.05.22)

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Miller's Girl (2024)

[lonelyfrenchpoet]

Being a child in an adult body

Being a child in an adult body

It’s really weird

On one side, you have to act like an adult

Because you are one

And the other side, you act like a child

Sometimes, I want to be a child again

Because life was easier in some way and I was discovering new stuff

Even if my childhood was hard, I was having fun

Today, it’s just my boring life

I feel like I failed my life

I want to restart my life

I have so many regrets

I don’t have fun, even if I want it

By Val (22.05.21)

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I was just a kid

I was just a kid.

I wasn't supposed to see that.

I wasn't supposed to do that.

I wasn't supposed to feel that.

I wasn't supposed to hear that.

I was just a kid.

By Val (22.03.22)

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Rules

I was used to listen to the rules

I had a pattern to respect

I couldn't do otherwise

It was like that since I was a kid

Now that I'm not one anymore

I don't have any rules to follow

I was lost for a while

But then I realized

That now

I was the one who makes rules for myself

By Val (22.02.23)

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10:54 PM

I want to escape this town

Like no being here any more

Not like dying or anything

But I’m used to this place, hypocritical place

But I am tired

Tired of pretending I am someone else when I’m not

Tired of wearing a mask

I want to be in a place where I can be myself

I want to escape this town

Full of SHIT

By Val (21.12.20)

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Real world

Don’t want to get out of bed.

The world is so angry and ugly.

Don’t want to face that.

Don’t want to get of bed.

So, I can see and contemplate my beautiful world.

Without the ugly of the real world.

By Val (21.11.21)

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Two boys and a bottle

Two boys and a bottle at a party.

They are not alone, there are other people around them.

They have been around each other for so long, but none of them dared to act.

This bottle will change their life.

A girl decided to spin the bottle,

and the bottle aimed at them.

Anyone who got aimed by the bottle is supposed to go to the closet and do the 7 minutes in heaven game.

They went to the closet.

They couldn't look at each other.

The closet was so small that their skins were almost touching.

That's how they kissed.

They kissed, kissed and kissed for 7 minutes.

When they came back to the room, nobody was there.

They were relieved because they didn't have to justify themselves.

Those 7 minutes changed their life and also the bottle, still on the floor.

They decided to keep it

for memories.

By Val (21.04.22)