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I'm starving myself of love, knowing well enough that if I give in, it'll eventually kill me.
There was a time when love satisfied my cravings, but now it makes me sick, knowing that I associated love with you.
You killed love for me, my heart says.
But I killed love for myself, my mind reminds.
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eternally ephemeral [ poetry & prose ]
Poetry[ Previously titled Soothing Thoughts of the Clamorous Mind. ] Here are the- Words dripping out of my mouth like ink Vanishing into the blues on the brink Of whispered promises That make our hearts scratch with callouses. Or in short and simple way...
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