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Liar liar pants on fire

[sanya-zpg]

Vive y pásalo, no sea llorón

[sanya-zpg]

I meant all those letters, please never doubt that.

[crowded-empty-places]

When you need to drop someone somewhere

But the window doesn't open

[crowded-empty-places]

In the best case scenario I will become a memory

In the neutral one Simply forgotten

In the worst case Not even that

[n-ehpamoi]

Clay, shaped by life and the hands that graced it as it moved through the world --

existing while still feeling entirely lifeless, until --

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Tell me, was it not you who brought life into me? You who wrote truth upon my brow with gentle caress and a loving kiss, and set me upon the world?

What kind of creator are you, who brought me life through love,

and then left me all alone?

"my god is a woman, who used to be a lover --" V. Rue, 2024.

[sanya-zpg]

Please leave me alone

[sanya-zpg]

[dxlicateauricflame777]

"Saints have no moderation, nor do poets, just exuberance".

- Anne Sexton

[sleeplessv0id]

what doesn't kill you makes you weird at intimacy

[sanya-zpg]

someone who is disappearing from your life?

A lot of people, it's a constant ache and an even bigger relief. People leave, I've learnt to be fine with it.

[sanya-zpg]

Coward

[dariann-garcia]

𝔅𝔦𝔱𝔞𝔠𝔬𝔯𝔞 𝔞𝔷𝔲𝔩:

“ Sueles decir que te gustaría una relación con cabeza fría, pero pierdes el control cuando te tomo la temperatura con dos dedos”.

—Dariann García.

[sanya-zpg]

Just get out there, it helps so much fr

[odocoileus-esoterica-deactivate]

"You were in my dreams last night" yeah our souls have been clawing through our chests to get to each other since we met but I'm glad you noticed

[mournfulroses]

Margaret Atwood, from Paper Boat: Selected Poems; "He Shifts from East to West,"

[sanya-zpg]

So how far would her ink bleed, if I pressed my fingertips to your chest?

[wordsforpower]

If you want to play the victim, I'll be your executioner. I'll sharpen the blade for you, make it a clean cut. If you want to be beyond forgiveness, I'll make it short and sweet. Nothing to forgive when you're dead.

-my poem