edgar allan poe's raven

poetry, philosophy, quotes and love 💌

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in english we say: "I love you."

but in poetry we say: "I see you everywhere, in the stars, in the river, to me you're everything that exists; the reality of everything."

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A sliver of moonlight, a glimpse of heaven

the moisture of your skin,

the tangerine smell of your cheeks

they ask me the meaning of religion

All I can say is 'You'.

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Even with blood on my face and a void in my heart, I chose you. Even with your beautiful lies and perfect crimes. I chose you.

Even when I opened my eyes and saw your shadow over my death, I chose you. I chose you when I had everything and you had nothing. I fucking chose you everytime life kicked me on my hungry stomach. I chose you even after I was suffering rotten, I chose you even after an eternity. I chose you even when I forgot myself. But you never even saw me.

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next time someone tries to tone down your whimsy, tell them passion thrives on eccentricity not on routine.

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Would you rather let your nightmares come true or forgive your mother?

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Yes, indeed i am not happy for others. I am jealous; raw, scarred, hot bubbling poisonous jealousy. Every room I have walked into, I never stayed, I never felt I belonged. Every door I walked into, I knew I would leave. How wonderful, How amazing it must feel to belong somewhere. To walk into a place and be hugged with the air of familiarity and safety. Good for you I guess. May you thrive. But I do not have the will to continue walking from one door to another, looking for a reason, a sliver of hope to stay. My heart has shrivelled, spilling noxious black poison, maybe I am not worthy to belong anywhere. Maybe that's my punishment, a repentance for yearning, for trying to hold on to something that I do not deserve.

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October's over. Reminding everyone that the only way out is through. Keep going, be proud of yourself and never compare your life with anyone else. Life is not a competition. Live it.

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credit: @/_wordsbyheartt on ig

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And when death finally finds me, I will be standing arms wide breathing a sigh of relief, asking him what took him so long.

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What is your name? Reading what you’ve written gives me hope that you may be someone I have missed every second of every day we have been apart.

Hey love, my name is Ash. I am very glad that you found my posts to be so endearing. Maybe we are the missing pieces after all! Always there for you here.

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credit: @/henryearls on ig

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...and just like that, the little girl became the monster from under her bed she was always scared of.

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a child born in chaos thinks death is freedom

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always the replaced, never the forever.

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-bearer of dreams, a mausoleum of betrayals and a dead end of hope.