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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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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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run
his phone died on a Wednesdayout in the scorching countrywind howling ferociouslythrough dead tree trunksand the sand followed its leadin this clanging dance.and as he pulled overa mile’s drive inin the hope thathis slithering truck would healcoughing up from thirst and ennervationfrom the scorching sunthat made him seem to go insane.silence and static emanating radio;a…
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gone/too much
maybe if I’d let you hold me longerand love me harderthen all the broken pieces of mewould snap right back into placebut they never did maybe ifI’d grabbed on to the lifeboatswhen i was drowninginstead of calling on youamidst futile gasps of air and clutching onto any floating debristhen i wouldn’t have sunkinto the deep…
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conversations with the moon, pt. 13
and at the end of the dayin the cold, dead nightwhen the city’s asleepI’m left with only my thoughtsthat seem to subsideafter hours of relentless unrest the more i think about it nowthe memories are a blurthey fade in and outbut then againare memories things you haveor things you’ve lost?memories of peoplewho loved me by…
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time.
time, wonderous timeheals so beautifully,but never in a straight lineevery now and thenI try to grab you and think that you are mineyou escape my hands,like quicksandand faster than thathow I wish you would stand stilleven though you’re everywherebut nowhereseems to flowin my blood and through my veinsfrom the moment I took my first breathtill…
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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. maybe i saw you at the bus stop last monthquick glances as we brushed shoulders;your face bore…
Emotion 