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The Loved and Lost Club / the hopeless romantic
you stole my brittle and battered up heartsaid that i needed savingthen played the part of a herojust to save facebut i was fine, i swear i was before you came alongand even if i was drowning then those were familiar watersi’d swam among sharks and riptides for way too longto know how to get…
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an enchanting unraveling
you conjure up whole storms and you calm them tooyou paint dreamscapes and whole galaxieson the wallyou’ve got the universe in your eyescelestial bodies twinkle all aroundyou’ve got stardust in your handsand on your fingertips just like magic music flows in and outand around youlike a waterfalldown from the cataracts and rapidsand into the riptide…
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let me peel the orange for you
let me peel the orange for you.come now, i can see it from your tired, unsteady handsyou watch as the knife slices through the peeland wish thatyou could peel back all these versions of youand be brand new let me dry your tears for you.your stormy eyes tell a lifetime’s worth of storiesfrom battles with…
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momentarily.
i wanted to continue on the theme of leaving and abandonment, and so this is one about feeling replaceable. that sinking feeling that someone could come along and take your place because maybe you’ve been made to feel that way before with other people. or maybe you’re just not enough or you’re too much.
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if you must love me / if you must leave me
if you must love mepleasedon’t promise me the moonthen leave me with stardust in my hands if you must love mepleasedon’t throw me to the firethen leave me as smouldering ashes if you must love mepleasedon’t shut me outthen leave me freezing to death if you must love mepleasedon’t excite me, make my heart beat…
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if we’re being honest
i rarely write poems about love and falling in love, partly because it’s something that i’ve rarely felt. it’s one of those things which for me, you can stretch your imagination only so far. however, exceptions could be made, such as in this case. i’ve been watching lots of romcoms recently, and i get to…
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nowadays i cry often
nowadays i cry so oftenthat i fear,i may turn into the very salty seathat just ebbs and flowstill the end of eternityand some of it will turn into icebergs;frozen in time. nowadays i cry so oftenthat i become fickle like waterif you were here you’d try to hold meto no success, but it’s still fine…
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all i ever wanted
all i ever wantedfrom the cracks and crevicesof my cold, little, brittle heartsince the bones in mestarted to grow and hardenwas to know loveto sit with it and be in itand have it sit with me and know me too. all i ever wantedwas to live and breathe again.just simply that.to glide in the clouds,sun…
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Song of Mathéo
recently, i had an (online) friend of mine take his own life. he opened up about his sexual abuse story, and people started to clown him and make fun of him about it. perhaps that’s what pushed him to finally off himself. he wrote many poems, and one of the last one he wrote was…
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