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Fragments of Him
(Poem by xxhellogrlxx, give credit)
he didnât just break my heart he shattered it, tore it apart. left me in pieces, scattered and small, in the home we built, now nothing at all.
he walked away, no backward glance, left me alone in a hollow trance. no tape, no glue, no tender mend, just silence where love used to blend.
he let me keep the memories tight, now they haunt me every night. like a broken tape that plays on loop, dragging me through that endless swoop.
he said it was best, said he had to go, that it wasnât meâI still donât know. still, I wonder what I did so wrong, to lose the arms where I belonged.
still, I whisper in my sleep, secrets of a love I couldnât keep. hoping one day, someone will see the fractured soul inside of me.
a man who'll hold me through the pain, whoâll kiss away the pastâs cold rain. he wonât run when shadows fall, heâll love my cracks, heâll love it all.
maybe heâll fix what I could not, find beauty in the battles I fought. but until then, Iâll try to grow, learn to live and let him go.
though a part of me still stays behind, in the echoes he left in my mindâ he was my fire, my sweetest song, but maybe letting go will make me strong.
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A little longer then i usually write, but still hope you guys like it!!
(he really did break my heart.. hope he doesn't see this)
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Idk what Lana song but Iâd never pull out
I wanted my beauty to be portrayed like a Lana song honey-laced, tragic, smoky with longing.
I wished her captivating lyrics could rest upon my face, and her poetry be the pulse in my veins.
I wanted all of thatâ for the work of my role model to describe me.
But he... he didnât know what kind of song I was. Didnât know the feelings that lived inside me. He couldnât see the faces of poetry.
Because he was just a boyâ not a man who could read my silence like verses.
And so, with a sigh, I realized: I wouldnât get the answers I was searching for.
Instead, I got a crude remark about sex.
Apparently, my beauty wasnât poetryâ just lust.....
Maybe one day, I wonât need to hear boys tell me: âIdk what Lana song, but Iâd never pull out.â
(obviously a joke guys, I thought it was real funny, although I kinda like it... poem by xxhellogrlxx ofc)
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Little Fix
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I'm his pretty little fix, his sweet escape, A dangerous thrill he couldn't fake. A fleeting touch, a softer face, To blur the years he can't erase.
He says I saved him â from what, who knows? From ghosts he won't let me oppose. I am his mirror, clear and bright, So he forgets the fall of night.
A young soul wrapped in cotton white, His virgin saint, his borrowed light. He drinks me like a sacred wine, To feel his age roll back in time.
I tiptoe through his lonesome ache, A porcelain balm he dares not break. âLittle girl,â he calls me â pure, naive, But I'm the song he can't believe.
I make his days feel fresh and new, Like dawn disguised in morning dew. Yet somewhere deep, I see the cost: For all he's found, I wonder what's lost.
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He Called Me Sweetheart
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He called me sweetheartâa soft, fading sigh, A whisper of love that felt more like goodbye. He held me so gently, no questions, no fear, Brushed back my hair and wiped every tear.
He kissed my forehead, so tender, so slow, Told me I matteredâhe needed me to know. He let me be messy, let me be real, His love was a shelter I always could feel.
A father in spirit, a lover in name, He carried my heart, yet never laid claim. He gave me the stars, the sky, and the sea, And asked for nothing but simply to be.
He made me feel little, but safe and adored, Like Iâd found both a partner and something much more. But now, as he holds me, thereâs pain in his eyesâ His touch says I love you, his silence says bye.
A kiss on my lips, so soft and so slow, âMy sweetheart,â he whispers, too quiet to know. And though my heart breaks as I whisper his name, Iâll love him forever⌠though nothingâs the same.
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Side of Paradise
(inspired by âTomorrow Never Cameâ by Lana Del Rey aka Lizzy Grant)
Iâm always the one who waits alone, Giving pieces of me like skipping stones. Why is it so hard for you to choose me? Was I just a whisper in your memory?
I waited for youâ In the spot you said to be, In the city, on that park bench, Soaked by the pouring rain.
What were you thinking in that moment? Did you look right through my ache? Did you see how much I wanted To be part of the life youâd make?
Your side of paradiseâ In the Tropic of Cancer, Where time felt like Sundays, And your voice held the answer.
Every minute with you Felt like warm summer nights, Like roses in bloom, Like fairy-tale lights.
You made me believe That life was simply just breathingâ So wild, so divine, So beautifully fleeting.
I could keep waiting, Right here in the rain, But honey, please donât Let me ache in pain.
I wouldâve been yours, Forever, no shame. But tomorrow never came, And you never even said my name.
Poem by xxhellogrlxx, give credit
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When she vistes
The girl I used to be drops by, With heavy heart and tearful eye. She lingers there beneath my skin, And wonders where her voice has been. She watches as I smile with grace, No longer hiding in this place. She questions how I learned to stand, With peace and prayer in both my hands. She doesnât speak with love or pride, Just bitter words she holds inside. She calls me fake, she calls me strange, Afraid of how much I have changed. But I donât fight, I let her speak, I see her soulâso lost, so weak. I whisper truth she couldnât see, âYou were never meant to carry me.â She didnât know what love could do, How Christ would make my spirit new. She chased the dark, ignored the light, And never slept a peaceful night. I tell her now, âYouâre part of me, But God has set my spirit free. I pity all the pain you knew, But I thank the road that led me through.â So when she comes, I hold her close, Not with regret, but with a rose. A sign of grace, of battles won, A story only Godâs begun.
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Your love was like the seasons
Your love, it came just like the year with skies so bright, then skies unclear. I had my spring, my summer's glow, but seasons shift, and cold winds blow. At first, your love was soft and new, like morning dew and skies of blue. It bloomed in me, so fresh, so true, a garden bursting into view. Then summer came with golden skies, your warmth was fire behind your eyes. I felt you close in every place, a gentle hand, a sweet embrace. But autumn crept in, slow and sly, and love began to wave goodbye. The leaves turned brown, the laughter died, and chill replaced what once felt right. Now winterâs here, and Iâm alone, the fire out, the warmth long gone. I'm shivering in memories' snow, where once your heart had made me glow. And deep inside, I see the sign there may not be another time. No spring ahead, no light to find... just frozen dreams you left behind.
Poem by xxhellogrlxx, give credit
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Mature beyond my yearsÂ
"Wow, you're so mature," they say, But they don't know why I grew this way. The eldest child, the second mom, The one who had to keep them strong. A broken home, a love undone, A heart that shattered far too young. Thrown into storms, left with no guide, Clutching the weak, standing beside. Love was stolen, ripped away, By hands unholy, led astray. Left in pieces, lost, alone, Forced to build myselfâa home. So yes, I need a man who's wise, Not a boy who feeds me lies. A steady hand, a heart thatâs true, To give the love I never knew. To heal the wounds that scar my past, And teach me loveâreal, deep, and vast.
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A little of your heart
I saw the love, or so I thought, A dream so bright, a hope I sought. You played the part, so sweet, so kind, Yet hid the truth deep in your mind. I wished youâd seen the love I gave, A bond so strong, a heart so brave. A home, a life, a joyful start, But I was just a fading spark. You saw a girl so lost, so torn, With wounds so deep, a heart forlorn. She longed for warmth, a brand-new day, Yet love was never meant to stay. I give my all, I play my part, A lot of my body, for a little of your heart. Yet now I see, itâs sad but true, Real love will never come from you.
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The Mirrorâs Truth
As I stand before the mirror's face, Reflecting on my body's mistakes. The tears well up, the memories stay, The words that haunt me every day. Since I was eight, they've lingered near, A wound unhealed through every year. A wound so sharp, a constant pain, A silent storm, an endless rain. Though smiles I wear to greet the world, Inside, the shadows still unfurl. Iâm better now, but scars remain, The urges whisper soft, yet plain. The mirror holds my gaze once more, As I stand steady on this floor. A little longer I will stay, Before my body sways away.
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Uncarved and Unseen
Oh God, I wish I were a stone, A sculpture carved, a beauty shown. Your hands would shape, your tools refine, To craft a form that's truly divine. A sculpture fair and admired, a beauty, a flawless sign. A masterpiece for all to see, a figure all would long to be. But im not a stone, im just a flaw a broken piece the world wonât draw. Left in shadows, gathering dust,. Iâll will never be enough.
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The Race of Time
Time flies by, it wonât sit still, The years race on, they always will. No more cries for a parent's care, Itâs our own cross we now must bear. âGrow up fast,â they always said, âBe prepared, your pathâs ahead.â But what if I donât want to go? What if I fear what life will show? The hours rush, the weeks turn grey, The moments fade and drift away. I grasp at time, but it wonât stay, The past just whispers, then slips away. âPlease slow down,â I beg, I cry, But clocks tick on â I donât know why. Decisions loom, they cloud my mind, Like shadows dark and hope confined. âWhatâs your plan?â they always pry, That question lingers â I canât deny. âI donât know,â I sigh, unsure, afraid, As memories blur and dreams start to fade. But maybe one day, Iâll find my way, And trade my doubts for brighter days. My whispered fears will fade from view, As I step in faith â and life shines through.
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The Realm Where I Belong
To me, it was never just a dream, Not a fleeting thought or a passing gleam. It wasnât a girl in a secret space, But a world so real, my saving grace. I dreamed of lives, of love so bright, A place where the stars felt warm at night. Where characters loved me, deeply, true, And the world spun on because I came through. In that realm, love was pure, not thin, A fire within, not a whispering wind. For in my home, love stayed apart, A distant echo, a shadowed heart. So I escaped, my refuge found, In daydreams where love would wrap me round. Little me, old me, weâll always stay, In the dreams that keep the dark away. For there, love blooms, it never strays, And I am whole in its golden rays. I'll cling to that world, my sacred vow, Because love is real to me somehow.
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Fading Fairytales
Love, oh love, what can it be? A dream Iâll chase, but never see. Romance, a word Iâll never learn, A spark that fades, a flame wonât burn. I dream of a prince, so kind, so true, Whoâd save me from skies of gray to blue. A storybook love, with an endless glow, But in this world, itâs all for show. In this age, loveâs lost its art, Replaced by desires that break the heart. No grand gestures, no vows sincere, Just fleeting moments that disappear. Oh, how I wish for times of old, Where love was tender, pure, and bold. But here I am, in a world of lust, Where dreams of love crumble to dust.
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Silent Struggle
I know I should be better now, I know I should, some way, somehow. But darkness whispers, pulls me in, It waits for moments I canât win. And suddenly, itâs hard to breathe, A heavy weight I canât believe. My body yearns, but my mind debates, This endless war, my twisted fate. I stare down at the plate in fear, My stomach knots, the pain is clear. I wish for days from months ago, When this burden didnât grow.
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A father's love
The love I sought but never found, The love I craved, yet not unbound. The thoughts that swirled in a little girlâs mind, Why was her father so cold, unkind? The questions lingered, filled with dread, Why did he sigh at the words I said? And looking back through all those years, I see the roots of frozen tears. The trauma carved, the endless pain, A fatherâs love I sought in vain. A man meant to protect and care, Instead left wounds beyond repair
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