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I mean it was giving more baddie and red flag vibes but trust me- imnot.

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Stayed up all night, my brain is fried,

This assignment’s done, but so am I.

Running on caffeine, hope, and despair,

If sleep was a class, I’d fail it, I swear.

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Drowning in deadlines, I’m barely afloat,

SZA on loop while I scramble my notes.

Procrastination? Yeah, that’s my art,

But watch me pull this A—last-minute smart.

(I really dk how i managed to rhyme it)

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Wrote another poem inspired by

Cut that always bleed, The 1, August and the other women.

The Ghosts of Us

I loved you in shades of longing and blue,

in rooms where the echoes still whisper of you.

You were the dream I could never quite hold,

a story unfinished, a tale left untold.

Like August, you slipped through my trembling hands,

a fleeting mirage on warm, sunlit sands.

We burned like a spark that was doomed from the start,

too wild, too reckless, too close to the heart.

You were the one, or maybe just one,

a love that unraveled as soon as it spun.

Now in the quiet, I sit and pretend—

rewriting our ending again and again.

I was the other, the shadow, the ghost,

a love you once wanted, but never the most.

And though I still bleed from the cut of your name,

I smile like I’m fine and I shoulder the blame.

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Since I’ve had huge “red flag” phase decided to go w it. But ofc not anymore

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Just 4 stage of having shitty breakout.

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Made muesli w the only person i miss 24/7.

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Something i wrote ik cringe but whatever

i laugh in rooms too full to feel,

sunlight spills like gold on my skin,

my heart hums in the warmth of it all,

yet something quiet lingers within.

my hands hold joy, soft and bright,

i trace its shape, i let it stay,

but when the night folds in too close,

i wish someone would ask me to stay.

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8yo nupur would never believe what she became at 18.🗣️