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fifteen. i like screaming @ifloveislost - tiktok

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TAKE MY SOUL AND ALTER IT,

MOLD IT TO YOUR LIKING

TELL ME IT WILL MAKE YOU STAY.

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WHY DO I REAP THE SINS OF MAN?

IF HE FALLS, IT IS ME WHO FEELS HIS BRUISES

MY KNEES ARE SCARRED AND SCRAPED

AND THE BLOOD WILL DRY

WITH NO ONE TO HEAL MY WOUNDS.

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I PICK FRUIT AS TO NOT PICK UP THE KNIFE

BUT THE BLACKBERRY WILL BLEED INTO MY WOUNDS AND STAIN MY SKIN

THE THOUGHT WILL PERSIST AND MY SOUL DOES NOT ABSTAIN

IT WILL SEEK OTHER WAYS

TO INVITE THE INEVITABLE.

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"You do not yet suffer enough to suit me."

Friedrich Nietszche

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— 𝐀𝐮𝐝𝐫𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐞, 𝐴 𝑙𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝑜 𝑃𝑎𝑡 𝑃𝑎𝑟𝑘𝑒𝑟

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i close my eyes and pray to be held

in ways that poetry embraces me

and in ways that i dreamt to have held you

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guys what is the best time to ponder

early hours

night

all day everyday

Voting ended onAug 14, 2024

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WHY DO YOU LIVE AND BREATHE NORMALLY

WHILE MY AIRWAYS ARE NOT THE SAME 

YOU WALK FREE 

AND I AM CONSUMED BY YOU IN EVERY STEP 

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SHE WAS BORN TO A PALER MOTHER

IS THAT WHY SHE IS ABLE TO MOURN, AND I AM NOT?

[flowerytale]

Natalie Díaz, from “American Arithmetic”, Postcolonial Love Poem (2020)

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"I need a father. I need a mother. I need some older, wiser being to cry to. I talk to God, but the sky is empty."

Sylvia Plath

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THE LIPSTICK IS RED AND SO ARE YOUR SHOES

THE ONLY CRIMSON THEY SEE IS ARE IN YOUR WOUNDS

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YOUR HANDS ARE BLEEDING AND YOU LIKEN IT TO ROSES

THEY SEE YOUR HANDS AND ALL THEY KNOW ARE THE THORNS THAT CUT YOU.

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"To philosophize is to learn how to die."

Michel De Montaigne

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"I study myself more than any subject. That is my metaphysics, that is my physics."

Michel De Montaigne

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NO ONE LOOKS AT YOUR SUFFERING THE WAY YOU DO

YOU THINK IT’S BEAUTIFUL AND THEY THINK YOU ARE A MESS