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wearywater - - "There are worse things to be, I suppose. "View -
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emptycarousels - - "although the words I once confessed were undoubtedly true this poem will be the last that I write about you. "View -
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photicaphotic - - "I should spend every moment kissing you. For all the times I couldn’t, for all the nights I spent tossing and turning wishing for nothing more than the scent of you beside me, and the freedom to kiss your temple while you slept, unaware of the roiling and growing and burning of my love and my longing. "View -
siobhan347 - - "Hey guys, does anyone ever feel like a closet writer? I’d love to know what you think on this! : http://a-blog-of-ones-own.blogspot.com/2012/03/writers-work-is-never-done-or-closet.html "View -
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thirteenthwind - - "Never allow someone to become a priority in your life when you’re just an option in his. "View -
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sarahmarie - - "this year, i will make it count. i will find my greatness. "View -
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tiffanylu @thedustwhispered ?
active 1 day, 10 hours ago
cities, pt. 2
the city breathes smoke into the night,
ghosts lit through the windows of seedy bars
and other desperate places. her red lips
stretched in a wolf’s smile
are no consolation you can fathom.
you find yourself in a crouch, knees collapsing
like brief empires.
strangers with hollow eyes
cry emergency, beckon
for resurrection.
here, filtering breaths through your hands,
every second spreads down your back
like a burning forest.
no angels survive in war zones like these. View
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