obsolete

how did i find the 
strength to be used 
by you? wounded 
by a cycle that
 refuses to break,
i gave you a chance, 
no wait, three. three chances 
to prove that you were 
worthy of me. liar. 
you are now obsolete. 
what’s more tragic, that 
i forgave you or i 
expected you to reach 
up […]

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fealty

  to earn my love 
is to walk with caution; 
one false move and 
ill spiral. a diamond
 whose insides are like
 glass, im both hard 
and soft. venture, i 
am willing, discover why
 i cry when i’m the most 
happy. to love me is to
 earn an eternal sunrays,
to haunt me, is to earn 
my […]

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self-destructive

  <self-destructive behavior: outward versus inward> i suppose, there are two types of self-destructive people:  those who implode and those you explode. those who implode, are the type who silently fight a battle within themselves. they bottle up their emotions, put masks up to assure others that they are okay, and in more extreme cases, […]

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maybe

maybe in another life, you could have been mine; maybe in another life, you could have access to all my secrets. The key to my heart, my thighs, my lips, I wonder what you would have sampled first? Would you have devoured me with nothing but tongues and lips? Would you have laughed and grabbed […]

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unrequited

unrequited love, is a disease. It eats at me, ravages me. I am no longer me when the waves hit me. I am slumbered beneath the sea. I am in mourning. I am tree that has lost its leaves. The autumn of my life, I must salvage what is left; I will replant in the […]

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landlocked

  <landlocked> She was a girl| landlocked| to his desires| she set herself free| set aflame to his chains| a phoenix reborn| she flew up into the sky| painting the sky red and orange| her flames raining down like raindrops| her joy staining the horizon| like ashes|   @amateur_poet

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teach me

<teach me> Teach me how to love you, show me the ways into your heart. Guide me, because I’m lost, lost in the beauty of your eyes. I want to read all the poetry I wrote for you. I want to watch your eyes, your lips, as you realize how long I’ve been so infatuated. […]

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our stories

<our stories> We tell stories through our hair, 
we trade secrets through every 
curl and wave. Comb through 
the middle part and twists the roots, 
just how I like. Tell me when you 
were young and silly as you 
smooth my edges with gel.
Cluck your tongue at me and 
tell me to sit still as […]

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