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thefinalfinale · 3 months
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Help me learn you again
I'll teach you mine.
Entangled milky ivy on a cushioned garden trellis.
We become the pair of leaves I watch dancing under raindrops and wind whispers.
Tell me how deep the rot in your roots is.
I'll tell you how much I grew.
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thefinalfinale · 3 months
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Where are you...
Where were you?
I am here...
Give me a wish.
I won't ever speak it aloud,
You will also get one wish.
Don't tell me, or it won't come true.
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thefinalfinale · 3 months
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Here’s a video so you can hear the water and the thrushes. I took it for you because you couldn’t be there. <3
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thefinalfinale · 3 months
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happy juneteenth but dont forget that prisoners are legally allowed to be subject to slave labor and also black people are disproportionately arrested and subjected to that legality. happy juneteenth but slavery still lives in america. america is still dependant on slave labor.
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thefinalfinale · 4 months
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-despite everything, there is still love
@arthoesunshine/ @artsheila/ @daisies-on-a-cup/ @gayarsonist / @hjarta/ @yunawinter on twitter/ @bakwaaas/ @death-born-aphrodite/ anon on gentleearth/ @classicnymph on twitter
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thefinalfinale · 4 months
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Two days time and you'll have it all.
I'll see you again.
Not sure why I fear.
That I'll disappear.
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thefinalfinale · 7 months
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thefinalfinale · 8 months
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thefinalfinale · 9 months
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It ends like this
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And I'm not over it
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thefinalfinale · 9 months
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My dear would you take my fingers and pin them to a marionette?
Let them button your shirts and run through your hair.
Take them for your own. Give me your wrists and joints. Let me be yours.
Press your nose into my neck and breathe gently so that I can feel your life.
I'll paint your new nails with my teeth and smile.
Anything you want.
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thefinalfinale · 10 months
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What do I do
When you
Do that...
What do I say
When you
Say this?
What do i do
To keep you
Without tying you to me so tight,
That the ropes burn red into your heart
You undo me too.
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thefinalfinale · 10 months
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How often I think about you and your mind.
You're beautiful despite your doubts.
My mind wanders back to younger days when I contemplated how soft the skin of your cheek would be under my lips.
How I think about it now.
I let my mind wander, my hand wanders.
And then life comes back to me. I allow myself to forget the feelings for a day, but you wander back.
Always.
Deep within my psyche you rest your head, and trickle a memory from long ago back into my heart.
I think about you too.
I want you...
This is what I erased in my messages to you so many times.
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thefinalfinale · 1 year
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Do you want me to be the one to find you cold?
Are you pleading for me to keep you warm?
What are you telling me in between?
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thefinalfinale · 1 year
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Is it wonderful to know how many times you grace my mind
Long fingertips grasp me gently in the past
Cold nights
spinning wheels
trickles of a smile and the flightless wings in my gut when you read the tan page in a coffee shop
a slow and long hug and a moon that sees me
a teardrop that falls years later and the burning ash that stains my hands and cheeks
You've nested there, many years, and laid in my thoughts like an afternoon nap after a long shift
I dream to pull the curtain back and see you peek your eyes up at me with a smile that speaks 'I've never left you'
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thefinalfinale · 1 year
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John Keats, from The Complete Poems and Selected Letters; “Endymion,”
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thefinalfinale · 1 year
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January you spoke,
February, I spiraled,
March, I cut my hair,
April, I lost my car with shaking knees.
May, I was drowning in tears and lost my work hours
June, I lost myself and a friend
July, I didn't lose my friend. I thought about you
August, car is still at the shop. I forgot my sister's birthday
September, you ignited
October, I turn 29 and I'll fix my car
November, I'll come say hi and look at the leaves
December, you'll be ready to leave
You already are
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