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“He held her hand, kissed her fingertips, and buried his love in the cracks that people left behind in her heart. Through shut lips, he told her that he is unlike them. He told her that no one will leave anymore. In silence, he told her that he will wear her scars and stay.”

— Lukas W. // Through shut lips (via somepiecesofmyheartandsoul)

inkskinned

I’ve been thinking about you. I think you know. We both dance around what-shouldn’t-unfold.

"Give up on me."

I didn't want it,

But he did.

- a.c. // I can't think straight

somepiecesofmyheartandsoul-deac

“Do we really still have everything? Is this all just in my own head? Can we still go on and love like it is all meant to be?”

— Lukas W. // Coffee thoughts #126

Sometimes I wish that knife was sharper than I thought it was...

a.c. // depression can not be camouflaged with poetry

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tail-feathers

I told you I was a grenade. I pulled the pin and destroyed us by pushing you away

- a.c. // war in our hearts

Yes,

I'm letting myself go,

I have been letting myself go.

My room is a mess,

And so are the thoughts in my head.

So my hair gets greasy

And sleeping day 'n night

Becomes more easy.

But people start to realise

The wreck I am,

So I clean up my act and act okay,

While I'm slowly fading away

- a.c. // pffftt.

#spilled ink #spilled words #spilled poetry #poems #poets #poet #poetry #writing #deep #depressive #letting myself go #messy room #wreck #fading away

somepiecesofmyheartandsoul-deac

“I pray that one day, you will learn to hold onto yourself, just as you hold onto everyone else around you. That one day, you will learn to give and take without feeling sorry, without feeling the need to give tenfold in return. I pray that you will come to love yourself, just as you love them. Or maybe, even more.”

— Lukas W. // My prayer to you all

She planted roses in his lungs and now he can't breathe.

- a.c. // Floral disasters

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I'm at my breaking point and again you're not here.

- a.c. // Where are you?

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When I was a child, I didn't dream much about boys or getting married of having children. But of the things I did dream about when it came to that, it was simplicity. I wanted to live in a simple, small house. I didn't want an expensive car. I dreamed about a man who cares, and who never fails to amaze me. I wanted those simple surprises, like a hug from behind, or him coming home with roses. Maybe my dreams were just a cliche, that my appearance fails to meet. I don't seem like the person to want that, but hell, I really want that.

- a.c. // Cliches we Crave