Pearls n Figs

All poems wriiten by your truly, xx IG: p3arls_n_f1gs

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-untitled- 08.05.2026

I no longer drink,

and I don't smoke,

But they whisper to me,

like a haunting memory

like that insatiable feeling,

for that one ex,

swirling their tongue around my ear,

telling me things that I'd want to hear,

stroking my head and calling me 'dear'

so I'll soon be guzzling down beer,

that I don't even like by the way...

but they prey on me,

like monitoring spirits,

because what I truly want,

I can't have and they are second best,

and what I crave I must suppress.

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and after a long hiatus I am back- loooool.

Back and as sappy as ever haha!

this isn't very good but I just wrote it now on my laptop.

I will probably rework and repost it.

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untitled- 11:38PM 19.12.25

I miss your lips, and how I'd take them in the biggest of sips, warm and sweet, like mulled wine, orange, cinnamon and thyme, layers of flavours, and once I had all of the time, to let them linger,

I drank you in copious amounts, Drunk on your kisses My head spinning with whispers of 'I love you' 'you're my Mrs' I still feel you now, As I reminisce what bliss is, who knew wine needed a chaser, will i ever again buzz like this?

I stumble and stagger, Dancing with your memory , Like a spirit you live on my breath, I wish for the day you'd be dead to me, But you haven't been digested yet, And I still love the after-taste, No matter how bitter it may get, 'Cus you still make my stomach turn Like a drink I'd soon regret

I wrote this post break up ... like a week after ?

I haven't written since.

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Untitled- 22.12.25- 12:42pm

I sit with Jeff Buckley

awaiting your sweet return

Even though it's not promised

I watch for the door handle to turn

we said '6 months no contact'

but I'm scared our bridge will burn

so I typed ' I love you' ' I miss you',

and your response was silent and stern

I go about my days

eager to be alone at night

flicking through our memories

and feeling my chest grow tight

I deleted everything

it should 'make me feel light'

but the pain of your absence

is the only thing that feels right

so I'll walk continue to walk in circles

expecting you to come

hoping for different outcome is insanity

but having hope is better than having none

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CALEB LANDRY JONES as DRACULA | DRACULA: A LOVE TALE

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I’ve always wanted to try my hand at editing and I LOVVVE this song (Panicbaby1 - clawmarks).

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UNTITLED

By me

I loved

I love you deeply, I love you hungrily

I was scared you’d run off of my plate

Every piece of you

even the bitter after - taste

I’d choke you down,

Licking the crumbs off the knife’s edge,

My face flaring red,

I know I’m allergic to you,

But this emptiness needed to be fed,

So my stomach turned,

as the masochism churned,

So sick and twisted ,

But brightly my heart still burned,

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Shame in a Shoebox

October 5th 2023

I'm a collector,

A hoarder,

A gatherer of sorts,

It's supposedly a womanly thing,

Passed down by my mother,

Of course

It started with dolls,

Then seashells, beads and my baby teeth,

Honestly anything spare,

I even went as far as keeping my shedded hair,

Then one day I collected their eyes,

All of them - the glacial kind,

How they'd harden when they'd stare,

And I gathered every apology,

Since they were especially rare.

Hoping my arms would be full,

But they were often empty,

And now not so bare,

These memories are crusted over,

Have been wept on and slept on,

No longer clinging to my locks,

In loathsome memory,

They lay dead and buried,

The shame in my shoebox,