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 Jan 2021 Diana
Anaid
trust no one
 Jan 2021 Diana
Anaid
It’s pathetic you know
How much you rely on words
I could wipe my a$$ with flowers
Hand them to you
Call it a bouquet
And you’d giggle
Happily accept it
With an innocent smile on your face
 Jan 2021 Diana
nivek
Fuck
 Jan 2021 Diana
nivek
****!! is a word to express like no other
nothing to do with copulation
but everything to do with ****!!!
 Jan 2021 Diana
nivek
Cult
 Jan 2021 Diana
nivek
the cult of celeb
holds powerful magic
over those seeking identity.
 Jan 2021 Diana
w
102
 Jan 2021 Diana
w
102
we are deserving of love that does not require us to suffer first
 Jan 2021 Diana
Anaid
I asked you to not be afraid
To share your feelings with me
All of them
Stupid naïve girl
If only she knew
That she asked for something
She couldn’t handle
Drown in emotions
Try to grasp all that he throws
They’ll all fall and break eventually
You overwhelmed yourself
Little girl
Flee
Run
It’s all you know
Leave him with more scars
Harden his heart further
Crush what little hope he had remaining
With the palm of your negligence
While yours will carry with it
The crack of his remembrance
And the absence of your innocence
I’m so sorry; you know who you are. I say this, knowing you will never read this. Again, I didn’t mean for it to get it to where it went. I guess this is my own grieving process. I hope one day you find happiness as a source that’s not in a person but in something that is constant. I wish you love and healing.
 Jan 2021 Diana
Lexie
Ashling
 Jan 2021 Diana
Lexie
I loved you for you
When you wouldn't
Now I will love me for me
When you won't
 Jan 2021 Diana
love
Your whispers keep me alive in the moments that I can't breathe,
I tread lightly following; your footsteps to the unseen.
The havoc in my mind dwindles with your every touch,
I claim you in my heart but, your eyes only reach her.

Still naive, I solemnly weave myself  lies,
Not all love lasts, but I pray you will see mine.
In the distant future, when all your lovers wither into the snow,
I hope you will hear my lullaby and claim it to be your home.
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