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The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we live.

©️Art: @skull.heads

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Anaïs Nin, from a letter to Joaquin Nin, featured in Reunited: The Correspondence of Anais and Joaquin Nin, 1933-1940

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haunted by the idea of eternity—

trapped in a body,

not yet a corpse,

rotting.

fuel for a garden,

a perfect place to rot.

woven into roots,

forgotten beneath the dirt.

is my purpose to feed the earth?

am i to die slow

and call it meaning?

rotting,

until there is something to find.

nocturnalhues

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Im right here, but im invisible. And you say you're here, but you checked out a long time ago...

I want to feel like im worth something again...

#stonewalls

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Tonight, I wanted to challenge my mind. I wrote a contrapuntal poem. Each poem can be read alone horizontally,and both poems can be read together vertically. This is a mental struggle between the light side of the mind and the darker side. Please let me know what you think.

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“Be confused, it’s where you begin to learn new things. Be broken, it’s where you begin to heal. Be frustrated, it’s where you start to make more authentic decisions. Be sad, because if we are brave enough we can hear our heart’s wisdom through it. Be whatever you are right now. No more hiding. You are worthy, always.”

— S.C. Lourie

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"In Love With the Idea"

I thought it was love. Because it looked like the movies, felt like the poems, sounded like soft promises whispered in the dark.

But it wasn’t you I loved— it was the story I told myself about you.

You were silence wrapped in skin, a presence without presence. Red flags waved, not in warning, but like banners at a parade I wanted so badly to join.

I carved a safe space between my ribs, made a home of my vulnerability, but you never stepped in. You stood at the threshold, muttering reasons why you couldn’t, while I mistook your distance for depth.

You said you couldn’t talk. I listened harder. You said nothing. I built meaning from the quiet.

God—how foolish I was. Not for loving, but for falling for the idea of love— as if that would be enough to turn absence into affection.

You didn’t break me. I broke myself trying to make your silence sound like something sweet.

And now, I pick through the wreckage, not of you, but of me— of the girl who thought love was supposed to hurt, as long as it felt like something.

@ghostinkpoetry

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“The heart surrenders everything to the moment.The mind judges and holds back.”

— Ram Dass

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“Three things you can’t recover in life … The moment, after it’s passed The words, after they’re spoken and The time, after it’s lost.”

— Unknown

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“Be thankful for all the struggles you go through. They make you stronger, wiser and humble. Don’t let it break you let it make you.”

— Unknown

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In the journey of life, she found that every challenge was a stepping stone, helping her grow into the person she was always meant to be.

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“When you learn to love yourself you will stop putting your self esteem in the hands of others.”

— Thema Davis

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Please follow me on my main page behindstonewalls. To read my personal writing, thoughts, and feelings. This is where the things I struggle with deep inside seep out. Follow my journey through my pain and self discovery

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Behind my eyes, the world is on fire. Started from the embers of my broken heart. I smile while i watch you burn with it.

#stonewalls

Photo: just a filter picture of me

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“When you think about something so intensely for so long, it kind of has a way of taking over everything else.”

— Nina LaCour and David Levithan