The Swollen Uvula
"I'm a ghost haunting the halls of my own home." - Father, A False God.
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Honey-Dipped Daggers
❝Acting pious, aren't we? Had you been so chaste you wouldn't have been here, in this brothel-like palace, in the first place❞ ______________________________________
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the pink skies don't lie
❝in front of my mother and sisters, i pretend love is cheap and vulgar. i act like it's a sin but at night, i dream of a lover who makes love like he's separating salt from water.❞ -----Salma Deera from salt.
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tangerines on a summer morning
everything my mind knows of summer, love and suffering. #71 in poetry - 19 may, 2024
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Eclipsed Hearts
A beauty indeed, for that moment the window had turned into a painting ,whatever was on the other side it was more than enough to please ones eyes, the portrait smiled and her rounded eyes came to life, brushing her darkened hair the wind rustling between her curls, mesmerised, praising the creater of such art. •°•°•°...
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love me a thousand decembers
"i loathed myself, for not knowing how to love. It felt like a sin, i was a huge sinner. i wish if i could feel worthy of love. I wish if i could tell you i love you while the feeling of it would bless my heart, it would wash away my sins."
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