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[relatablepoetryandquotes]

“I don’t want to repeat my innocence. I want the pleasure of losing it again.” - F. Scott Fitzgerald, This Side of Paradise

[hellish-daddy]

“All you did was smile at me and i was yours forever.”

— B.D (hatin)

[defoluegolar]

[relatablepoetryandquotes]

“All my life, my heart has yearned for a thing I cannot name.” - André Breton, Mad Love

[sunflowerletters]

“Perhaps the saddest part of all, was how I denied myself the feeling of carelessly falling into love, Because I always felt, deep within my heart, that you would never come to love me for what I am.”

— Excerpt from a Book I’ll Never Write, Perhaps the Saddest Thing

[coltre]

[relatablepoetryandquotes]

“All I ever really want to know is how other people are making it through life — where do they put their body, hour by hour, and how do they cope inside of it.” - Miranda July, It Chooses You

[sickpage]

[expectopatronxm]

[thelovelywordstheysing-blog]

tragic

[she-walks-softly]

How long is forever?

[pplaidshirt]

"What lies in the shadows?"

you ask me

When I haven't been able to distinguish light from dark lately.

A scared child would promptly answer "Monsters!"

And maybe my opinion won't differ.

.

The darkness has blurred its boundaries

And I end up facing a monster wherever I see.

All dressed up to the nines

But would probably love to make someone cry.

The ones with ivory white teeth

Invisible blood dripping off lips and cheek.

.

I have run far from the monsters of the shadows

Luring people in through the broken windows.

The ones with pointed teeth living in a dingy place

Benifitting from fog, smoke and haze.

.

But how far can I run

When I come across a newly made up stranger at every turn?

Each offering a distinct pleasant greeting

How would I know the skinned wolf that doesn't fit in.

.

I run from the shadows and search the day

There isn't a prayer I could say.

For when the vigilance goes slack

Thats when the monsters attack; right behind our backs.

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~ aranya

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@alexprompts

[lost-to-love]

Hit me with a shovel, it would be quicker..

[eternalsalsa]

[rumineely]

[relatablepoetryandquotes]

“Because the world is so full of death and horror, I try again and again to console my heart and pick the flowers that grow in the midst of hell.” - Hermann Hesse, Narcissus and Goldmund

[ruta-mia-blog]