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duck Nov 2024
i said, i'm a loner.
he replied with, so you're lonely.
he's somehow right.
but a little wrong.

maybe a longer is like the moon,
never being able to fit in with the stars.
but it's kinda lonely.
so we spin around the earth,
sometimes letting them see us
and sometimes hiding away.

when it's cloudy,
and you can't see the moon-
maybe we were having a bad day.
and staying out of sight
makes us feel better.
slightly, at least.

some people love the moon,
and those are the ones
we cherish, and hold close to
our hearts. ♡
a poem for loners :)
duck Nov 2024
crayons in hands
and stickers on face
with a cute headband
as i decorate my camera case



i miss those days



a pen in hand
and pimples on face
with a rubberband
as i speed up my pace
to finish studying



that's me now
duck Oct 2024
icy wind, creeping in;
peeking out, pupils dilating.
the freezing cold, killin';
chirping of the birds, dying.

a blurry silhouette
skating around, freely.
playing russian roulette;
any step can break my measly-
and fragile heart.

infatuation to falling in love
I'll never have enough of him.
a love story getting wove
trying my best to get that chance
to creep into his heart
and make him feel what I feel.
duck Oct 2024
eyes as dark as midnight;
staring ahead, soulless.
unravelling a puzzling sight,
sparkless.

but those eyes
were the pair that made me vulnerable
as the walls around me say their byes;
emotions crashing down on me, unbearable.

salty water making my eyes moist
as I peered at those eyes;
clearing out the foggy mist,
diminishing the lies.

my heart cracking,
my sadness spiking.
and i thought to myself,
such mesmerizing eyes.
duck Oct 2024
on bare feet
treading light footprints
following the beat
of the rush
from ocean waves
to adopt seashells
as she paves
a path sideways
towards the sea
dipping her feet
letting things be
letting wind blow
her hair messy
she gives out
and finally smiles
as if there
is no tomorrow
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duck Oct 2024
to be honest
i'm really really scared of physical pain
but i really really want to die
it's like my mind is wrapped with chain
for the pain is too horrifying
and if i don't die from dying
the sight would be too revolting
so i guess
nevermind. i just can't die.
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