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Boys my age are just too young for me.
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WALLFLOWER
Shrinking in a corner, pressed into the wall; do they know I'm present, am I here at all?
Is there a written rule book, that tells you how to be— all the right things to talk about— that everyone has but me?
Slowly I am withering— a flower deprived of sun; longing to belong to— somewhere or someone.
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I saw it once,
I have no doubt; but now can't place its whereabouts.
I try to think it, time and time; but what it is, won't come to mind.
A word, a scent— a feeling, past.
It will not show, though much I've asked.
And when it comes, I soon forget— this is how it felt, when we first met.
#deja vu#girlhood#girlblogging#mentally fucked#aesthetic#writing#girlblog aesthetic#poems and poetry#poetry
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When Im finally laid to rest,
Please don't put me in a wooden casket;
Or leave flowers at my grave, In a pretty little basket.
Don't pump me full of chemicals
And put me on display;
Just bury me beneath the earth, And plant a seed upon my grave.
And as my body rots below, My atoms, reassimilated;
In my place a tree will grow, From the place that I originated.
Precious minerals, returned to earth,
Little molecules of me—
The fuel for yet another life,
As I become the tree.
- When I Die, By Jimmy Osborne
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If pomegranates are worth the mess than why aren’t I?
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Poems to the Sky
I will carry this burden with me it is my proof that love exists,
and on the hard days, the truly dark days, I will try to remember this.
My grief has moved entire mountains day after day, one rock at a time, swam oceans, when I thought I would drown in all the tears I've cried, rested on shore at sunset
and spoke your name like poems to the sky, and I know now, I can carry this weight of your love, for the rest of my life.
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Laugh, and the world laughs with you;
Weep, and you weep alone.
For the sad old earth must borrow its minth, But has trouble enough of its own.
Sing, and the hills will answer;
Sigh, it is lost on the air.
The echoes bound to a joyful sound, But shrink from voicing care.
Rejoice, and men will seek you;
Grieve, and they turn and go.
They want full measure of all your pleasure, But they do not need your woe.
Be glad, and your friends are many:
Be sad, and you lose them all.
There are none to decline your nectared wine, But alone you must drink life's gall.
Feast, and your halls are crowded;
Fast, and the world goes by.
Succeed and give, and it helps you live,
But no man can help you die.
There is room in the halls of pleasure For a long and lordly train,
But one by one we must all file on Through the narrow aisles of pain.
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Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf,
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day
Nothing gold can stay.
- Robert Frost
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I've overestimated my capabilities And now I know I will be let down
By my own ambitions
Why, did I even try
I want to go home and leave this town
I never said never, but still failed I never gave up
I never succeeded
I thought this was the land of possibilities
But I'm not even good at eating or sleeping
I want to go home
But I cannot
Because I am lost in my high ambitions I'm naive, in a world false possibilities
Julianna McLeod (LaPlante)
#girlblogging#girlhood#aesthetic#girlblog aesthetic#mentally fucked#poems and poetry#poetry#writing#overachiever#high achiever
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I saw your teeth get sharper each time you smiled at me. I knew it was me you'd save them for eating.
I guess that's your symbol for our love. your gnashing teeth snarled into a smile before they sink into my flesh.
it's not wrong to lust for someone, but when that's all you feel, it hurts.
You know I'll always wish for you, but these bitemarks show me the truth.
#girlhood#aesthetic#mentally fucked#poems and poetry#poetry#writing#age g4p#lust#daddy's good girl#girlblog aesthetic#girlblogging#im just a girl
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“I’m too old for you.” That’s the point…
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I have my father's nose and all his rage
but I have my mother's face and her grief.
Rage, I have learned to wear.
My mother's grief, however, folds my spine
and lives beneath my ribs.
It gets heavier and heavier.

by Fatima Aamer Bilal.
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Love in Blood Time
When I saw my blood on your leg, the drops so
dark and clear, that real arterial red,
I could not even think about death, you
stood there smiling at me,
you squatted in the tub on your long haunches
and washed it away.
The large hard bud of your glans in my mouth,
the dark petals of my sex in your mouth,
I could feel death going farther and farther away,
forgetting me, losing my address, his
palm forgetting the curve of my cheek in his hand.
Then when we lay in the small glow of the
lamp and I saw your lower lip
glazed with light like liquid fire
I looked at you and I tell you I knew you were God
and I was God and we lay in our bed
on the dark cloud, and somewhere down there
was the earth, and somehow all we did, the
blood, the pink stippling of the head, the
pearl fluid out of the slit, the
goodness of all we did would somehow get
down there, it would find its flowering in the world.
spoken = Linsay Rousseau
#poetry#love#tw blood#poems on tumblr#poems and poetry#spoken word#spoken poetry#girl blogger#aesthetic#girlblog aesthetic
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