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its love your honour
i have you etched in my heart
you are the cornerstone of my growth
call me out but do not strip me naked like that
we don't love this world without reason
my beloved
(faith related)
life is not about what you eat but how righteously you live
to love life
me @ my daydreams ajdjskd
the art of hands
hands... i'm loosing my mind. i thank big g for hands every day. we create and we destroy but most importantly we love
it comes in waves
look out the window
touch me but not cut me deep
you can choose but you can't pick
sorrow is so woven through us
love is the key to this lock
i love you even in memory
the enticing beauty of the dawn
SOMETIMES i look at poetry and think the world is gong to be okay
i exist!
the dustruction of nothing
tear my heart away from me so yours can fill that void
i see you that's why i know you
we must have a little longing to keep us alive
rule of the first
please linger near the door uncomfortably
to make up for the fact that it's me
it's me hi i'm the problem
but i will answer to knife
WAIT THIS IS RLLY LOVELY i wanna make a special tag for it but my brain rn is fart fart fart!!!
food is art
pancakes specifically
are you hungry?
i miss you more than i remember you
and where the desires of two come together there love is perfected
this is home. truly
who are they seeing when they look at me
forgive yourself these tiny acts of self-destruction
crying because of nostalgia rn
we're not close anymore but
//
we might not be close but
look at your hands
to carry a feeling through the distance and watch it grow
living well is therapy
pain grief and tragedy
on writing
to whom do i owe the biggest apology
we forget and call it healing
it's like how when i stood out in the ocean and i saw how small i was i couldn't hold back
you are cosmic
the blur of history
such exuberance before death
your youth is your childhood
(i trust that she is there(SAY SOMETHING))
(before and after)
(you cannot stop time)
i can't see my reflection in the mirror but your words—
i never aimed to give you a talisman
(let us live a little more beautifully the second time)
(someone will remember us)
(not like possesion but devotion)
(winning sperms (hold my hand as we did in our mother's womb))
(spring comes when the snow melts away)
aug 5 2022 ∞
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