Category: Letters
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Dear Inner Child,
Being in constant survival mode must be so exhausting, but darling, that’s no way of living. At least not anymore. You don’t need to hurt, or hide, or make yourself small anymore. Come and sit on my lap. Your eyes that once lit up in wonderment are now tired and lifeless-and I’m sorry about that.…
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Dear Future Lover,
📸: @eyesfullofstarsz dear future lover, i don’t know you yet but i miss you.i see you in my dreams when I’m fast asleepyou’re in them when I’m wide awake too.yet I’ve never even met you,or so i think. inmaybe i saw you at the bus stop last monthquick glances as we brushed shoulders;your face bore…
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If You’re Anything Like Me…
if you’re anything like meyou’ve learnt to write poetryyou hold it close to your chestit becomes your honourthe very thing that gets you on your feetthat gets you movingand fills you with lifeand so you search for heartbreakin all the nicest placesbecause what good is artif not made with a sombre state of mind?you see…
Emotion 