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are you?
i want to know if you are thinking about me.
if you are writing about me the way i write about you.
if you are overthinking my words they way i overthink about you.
if you miss me when i miss you.
are you?
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i have gotten over her, now.
somewhat.
but it doesn’t matter now, because i love you.
i keep grasping onto your words for a flag.
a light that you love me too.
but i can’t.
there is nothing there.
nothing other than your smiles and hands and the way you look at me.
and i see you look at her that way too.
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i don’t have much to say.
i wish i did, but i don’t.
my words are meaningless and lifeless and they just barely stick to my screen.
how do i write a poem? a poem someone else will want to read.
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When you’re a grumpy ass, troll-like person by nature but still really want to maintain a soft and feminine aesthetic.
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i smoke away your heartbreak. i write this feeling down on a cigarette and as i listen to one of my dearest songs, i brush you off of my shoulder. the ashes fall onto the ground.
i brush you off of my shoulder. (via sunsetico)
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You only live once, but if you do it right, once is enough
Mae West
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po·em
ˈpōəm,pōm/
noun
a piece of writing that partakes of the nature of both speech and song that is nearly always rhythmical, usually metaphorical, and often exhibits such formal elements as meter, rhyme, and stanzaic structure.
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halloween
it is to early
to dress up for halloween
but I can’t bare to live in my own skin
craving attention
with everything i say
this could be something
but i’m not talented
in any sorta way
the light seems to bright to sit through
i stare up at my white ceiling
and tell myself that
i’m outside
it is to early
to dress up for halloween
but I can’t bare to live in my own skin
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no·vel
/ˈnävəl/
noun
a fictitious prose narrative of book length, typically representing character and action with some degree of realism.
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