how can someone who fills the cracked voids of my soul so beautifully
drain my very existence at the same time?
why do they do that?
crashlanding [poetry]
Table of contents-
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glass.
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not beautiful.
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my most priceless art.
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feelings suck.
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dream. no, nightmare.
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narrate.
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crack and shatter.
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influence.
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younger.
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overthink.
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endure.
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image.
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sun.
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gone since november.
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adjustment.
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whisper.
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through the cracks.
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my garden.
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how the story ends.
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veritas.
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unveiled.
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tug.
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peppermint and smoke.
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intangible.
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crusade.
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summer.
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ruin.
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viewpoint.
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goodbye.
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forecast.
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dust.
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stargirl.
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anger.
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identity.
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demons.
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parting.
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coming to terms.
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explosion.
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of people.
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with a bang.
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the comet and i.
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can you undo words?
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no.
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vicissitude.
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calm.
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weakness.
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today.
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little highs.
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contradictory.
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sink or swim.
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starry night.
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never, ever put rocks in your mouth.
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fairy tale.
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page-turner.
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bullied into silence.
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house.
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drowning.
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drowning. (ii)
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thoughts.
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split.
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it didn't happen.
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loss.
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suspended in space.
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pluto.
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electricity.
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