after i type in my username
i know what comes next
the painful reminder
of things that once were
there's a little bit of everyone in everything
my playlist is full of songs
that the people i used to love
would sing as loud as they could
with me in charge of the music
my passwords contain fragments
that don't belong to me
the favorite animal of my best friend
the day i started dating my ex
the age i was when i met my first crush
the nickname given to me by a teacher
i have immortalized these parts of me
i try to change them
reset things
choose new numbers and letters
but it doesn't help
because soon those dates and people become lost too
i find both comfort and pain
from the past memories
i try to get back on my feet
only to fall again
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and yet again, i return to poetry
~ Luna Galaxy, a fallen star
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bloodied whispers
Poetrywe don't know how to word things sometimes we're all poets with scattered thoughts we're still finding out who we are and who we're meant to be so let's discover our future no longer lost in the forgotten past ***** a collection of poems by yours...
