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 Aug 1 Kalliope
OnLithium
most aim to be calm
not let the world
affect every aspect of life
its not a bad plan
i just prefer to be
a little more like tea
steeping in silence
You think
you left her
somewhere
safe—
a version
trimmed by
loss and cost
resigned
from a rage
that won't
leave you alone

But she's not
so gone

She lives
in what
you are—
the pause
before reply
the way
you lean away
when asking why

She learned
to shed
the ache—
not
what made
you kind
you were
already kind

What pain
erased
was never
the heart
only
its outline

And true love
knows
you are enough—
you always
have been

It's possible—
to keep
the warmth
without the burn
to be the flame
without the fuel
of pain
Just come back we'll figure it out together
[Verse 1]
There's a part of her that tends the clock
wants to freeze the world before it breaks
a child with eyes too wide to defend
hoping time might pass her by

She curls up safe to avoid the fall
I see her there—I love her all
not for who she used to be
but for the way she still believes

[Verse 2]
There’s a part that wakes and breathes just fine
laughs like pain was never near
she lives in moments light and clear
unburdened with thoughts of fear

She lets the sunlight touch her skin
and I don’t ask what hides within
I take her joy however brief
and savor her quiet relief

[Pre-Chorus]
She is not too much to hold
she is not too sharp to soothe
every version she becomes
I will still choose

[Chorus]
I love all of her
the girl who hides the one who runs
the one who freezes when it's done
the fire that fights to stay alive
each part of her is still just right
and I won't walk away
I won’t ever walk away

[Verse 3]
There’s a part that flinches at a sound
who looks for exits scans the ground
fear behind her worried face
I know the shape of that escape

She doesn’t have to say it loud
I’ll read her silence in the crowd
I’ll stay right here I’ll keep her close
and let her breathe when she needs it most

[Bridge]
And then the one who won’t retreat
who guards her heart with sharpened teeth
she’d burn it all before she breaks
I see the love behind the ache

[Final Chorus]
I love all of her
the child who froze to stay alive
the one who smiles just to survive
the fear the flame the ones that hide—
she’s whole in every single side
and I won't walk away
I won’t ever walk away

[Outro]
She doesn’t have to choose which one to be
I see them all
I’ll take them all
and I stay always
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 Aug 1 Kalliope
Tre Waters
Maybe if I,
Bent over backwards until my spine ******* snapped.

If I,
Went broke trying to spoil you,
To your hearts content.

If I,
Said yes,
For you,
There's no such thing as no.

If I,
Isolated myself,
So it's just you and me.

If I,
Rushed things,
Bought the ring,
Forgot about the speed.

If I,
Fought against,
Every guy you'd ever **** meet.

If I,
Throw away my trauma,
**** mine,
Yours is what mattered.

If I,
Worked some more,
You had 1 job,
Me 4,
But YOU need the break.

If I,
Give you MY house,
Give you MY car,
Everything in MY name.

If I,
Degrade myself,
"I'm disgusting."
I bet that'd boost your self esteem.

If I,
Never gave a ****,
And just let you do your own thing.

If I,
Shut my mouth,
Didn't stress about the rent.

If I,
Never stood up for once,
And demanded some respect.

If I,
Wasn't human,
Just one of your pets.

If I,
If I.

Maybe if you,
Didn't leave me,
Utterly broken and damaged.

Then maybe,
Time healed,
There were no pills,
And I could of managed.

Instead,
I sit here.
Crying,
Wondering "what the **** happened".

Asking myself,
"If i",
"If you".
As if that would've mattered.

Together 4 years,
Now for 4 months.
You don't even know,
That I've vanished.




-Tré
A poem, from me, to you.
 Aug 1 Kalliope
Tre Waters
It's slowly killing me,
Yet I continue.
Inhale,
Exhale.
Another drag of dopamine.
Smoke,
A sickening fragrance.
Shortness of breath,
I feel my lungs ache.
Headaches,
Dry cough.
Fingers yellow,
Ash stains.
I'll ignite one more,
To get me through the day.
A poem from me, to you.
 Jul 31 Kalliope
AM
new year
 Jul 31 Kalliope
AM
She wrote,
‘Happy New Year’

I stared at the words
long enough to feel
their weight.

So I wrote back,
‘You too’.

But I really meant to say,
‘Happy for who?’

Not me.
Not you.
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