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I feel things too deeply sometimes�"
like my chest doesn’t know how to hold it all.
I speak truth,
even when my voice is shaking,..
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Harvest�"
how heartwarming,
the joy in our hearts,
the tingle in our hands
to touch what we watched grow.
The sweat of joy,
the scen..
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Staying true to yourself
is one of the hardest things�"
not because you lack skill,
but because you're desperate
to be seen,
to be he..
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A question mankind continues to fail�"
a myth that wrecks homes,
splits minds,
and haunts the soul:
What is right?
What is wrong?
Si..
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"Sometimes, drowning feels safer than resurfacing only to face more pain."
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Under cashmere linen,
we lie still�"
drenched in the weight of thought,
sobbing wounds
saltier than the tears that shaped them.
The n..
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Death�"like a flower.
It’s beautiful,
Because it marks the end�"
Of pain,
Of misery,
Of anxiety and depression.
But all rose..
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What is purpose?
Quite the vocabulary, if you ask me.
A word with a diluted meaning�"
So diluted, even a sip
Can’t be recognized..
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I was born in the undertow,
saltwater stitched into my skin,
lungs learning early how to hold
everything in.
The world did not pause
when I shatt..
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who am I ?
A recurring question,
like a persistent rash.
Oh, what an itch�"
a pleasure to scratch,
but it leaves quite the mark.
Lik..
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