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For a Poet

I coax you into writing so that you may be freed.

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sometimes we get so caught up in living we forget what it means to be alive  sometimes we’re so afraid of diving  we forget how much we love to fly  sometimes we’re so tired of trying  we forget some sunsets come before sunrise

so live (via baebsaes)

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sometimes i wish i were the sea just so people will call me magic  for all the shipwrecks still floating inside of me

so deep (via baebsaes)

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I write not for now, but for the future me. I know, one day I’ll be thrown into some nasty things, everybody has that point in life. But when it happens, I don’t know if I’ll be strong enough let others in, so now I write. I write like my hands are on fire, like every breath is my last, I write whatever I think I’ll need to give me hope. Whatever it is that I can look back at and give me the strength to get up again. Because when you are falling from the sky, only you can open up your wings, only you can save yourself. This is how I prepare for when my world is ending, I make sure there is a new beginning.

I will be my own saviour (via dreamcatcher-777)

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I feel so helpless Drowning in worry I stand by and watch The pain eat you alive Slowly disintegrating Deteriorating Before my eyes. You cuddle into my side Brows furrowed as your stomach Turns in on itself My heart breaks a little bit As he softly groans my name in his sleep Helpless Helpless Helpless.

Eros J. Belle (via msfrankkenstein)

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