you can't just drop bricks on my shoulders and expect me to keep standing. i will fall, and your bricks will go down with me.
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i don't cry anymore.
not because i don't have reasons to
but because my eyes have gone dry.
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they hate their stretch marks.
you love yours.
you say they make you real.
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heartbreak is inevitable,
whether he circles yes or no.
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i know i seem like a long time away
but tomorrow eventually becomes today.
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for some reason
every time i play tug of war i find myself on the losing side. lately i have trouble believing it's just a coincidence.
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dear person i hate;
i don't hate you.
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you can't possibly expect a wound to heal if you keep picking at it. if you want it to get better you have to stop making it bleed.
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your air was so seductive of my lungs i almost forgot how to breathe without it.
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restless: a poetry collection
Poesíathe thing about waiting for the rain to stop is that you don't know that it will. you could wait and wait and it could just rain and rain. sometimes, if you wait long enough, the rain will stop and the sun will shine. but sometimes the drizzle turns...
