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 Aug 18 Xolia
Arpitha
Crash
 Aug 18 Xolia
Arpitha
What do you do
When the pain in your head
becomes too much?
Threatens to explode
and harm everyone around
Can’t contain it anymore
Losing grip
Going out of control
One misstep and
It will come crashing down.
 Aug 18 Xolia
Blue Sapphire
When the river of love

dries up

heart turns into desert

without any oasis in sight.
You are precisely as my soul remembers you—familiar and unchanged,
Yet somehow distant from what my heart believes you could be. When our souls recognize someone but hesitate to connect,
We must pause or, better yet, swiftly exit through the nearest gate. Our souls carry the memory of past karmic connections,
Familiarity doesn't always mean safety or a genuine bond of love.

We must learn to identify past cycles that are not worth repeating.
Once we have mastered the art of avoiding a repeat of the old drama,
Only then can we move forward with clarity and heal our trauma.
 Aug 17 Xolia
Мaggie
if the reader
falls in love with the character of a book,
their love can be eternal.

he can over and over re-read
each part of his beloved.
he can just stop for a while
and gently touch the mirage.
he can even ****** a piece
and carry it for a lifetime.

but what happens
if the character
falls in love with the reader?
 Aug 16 Xolia
MIssZ
her
 Aug 16 Xolia
MIssZ
her
“She’s dead”

“No, she isn’t”

”She is gone”

“She can’t be”

“Can’t you see?”

“No, I saw her. Last night, in a dream.
Her face was glowing, she spoke to me. And I saw her too, but she was angry, I can’t help but wonder if she is free.”

——<3——-
Rolling in time
Strolling along the beat
Don’t know what will come  
All I know I have to hum
To the heat
Storms will pass
I know, I know
What will become?
Rolling in time
Strolling to the beat
Staying out of the heat
Loving each day
Trying to make my way
Everyone rides a storm
You will get out
Strolling along the beat
Don’t take the heat
Storms of life
 Aug 16 Xolia
Arpitha
So desperate for a lending ear
That I’m willing to
cut off mine
and listen to myself vent!
 Aug 15 Xolia
Sif
Coping
 Aug 15 Xolia
Sif
Back to the bottle to numb the pain,
Tomorrow will I feel shame?
My situation remains the same
Living in my worst nightmare,
My mind and body slain

The scars on my arms remain,
They'll be a few more before our end game
From anger I'll refrain,
I'll take it out on myself,
to save you the blame
 Aug 15 Xolia
girlinflames
You told me
to gather all my things
and leave.

I did.
I didn’t hesitate.

It was as if you had opened
the cage door
that had been keeping me trapped.

I guess I’m sorry
it wasn’t me
who said it first.
But I’m glad—
because this time,
I didn’t let the chance
slip away.
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