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so i was reading a self-discovery someone made...
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all at attention.
mind your manners,
and embrace yourself.
never forget what
determines your future;
all those little things you share.
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all at once
mirrors shatter
and all those illusions
now scatter,
dancing among
aurora's ladder.
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The Reused and the Girl Unwanted
She presses her cheek
against the library window,
And pauses
absorbing the world around her…
Rows ..
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it's a little delayed, but i found it in a mess...
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A silk thin wire spits
The tender sole of my feet
As I wobble my way, and
Pretend I can master
That balancing act,
In pathetic reality,
I tumb..
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his words
lullaby
my constant doubts,
they blanket
my fears,
and kiss
my heartache
goodnight.
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idk if its finished. can i leave this alone?
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You slip from my grasp
As I hold onto what's left,
Whilst I writhe in pain,
Pathetic I am of course.
Words caught in my throat,
Swollen, r..
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just a little something I felt like writing after reading a Kristen Haynes piece. I'll link it here if anyone cares...
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