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Masterpiece
Heavy breathes across my skin Grab my hand and count to ten I’ll take you somewhere you’ve never been It’ll be our naked little sin Heavy beats on top of me I can feel your chest gleam A figment of our imagination Surrounded by this fascination Lightweight memories Become the very centerpiece Of what once was this gentle masterpiece Practice makes perfect Play my favorite…
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Thank you for the pain
Once upon a time you were everything Innocently in love with the version of you I made in my head Sometimes I hear myself Thinking love was lightly carried As delicate as fall When each leaf trickles down to the ground Your love tricked down too Once upon a time I was 19 Thinking I found someone who was going to give me the world Thinking he [was] the world I gave every ounce…
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Deception
Inside his eyes were my desires Holding onto a fantasy with hidden disgrace I dreamt of a colorful life But his vision was only black & white So I put on my rose colored glasses Intentional oblivion Spare me the heartbreak Inside his mind was a blossoming future Envisioning a home Holding two alike With shared compassion Synchronous breathes An unmade bed Two young…
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Transcend
Transcend me into another life Another world This one has gotten too heavy on my shoulders I’m weighed down I’m falling down I’m coming down And I don’t feel like getting up anymore Transcend me into another body This one has seen too much Felt too much Permanent marks left withered Youthful essence yet Hollow inside Something was taken from me Transcend me into a…
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Monologue
—— Curtains open —— I run toward the screams of my name The scream of a mother Filled with pure agony, disbelief, defeat I’m summoned I knew what happened before I even got there I prepare(ed) for this moment, unfortunately You body laying there Purely lifeless Withdrawn from the realty of it all Unhinged Dead As can be Lips, blue Face, purple Eyes, rolled back,…
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Díme todo
It’s quite a beautiful thing To break down, every now and then And sometimes we have to Let the pieces fall and test Who’s gonna pick it up Will it be you? Dímelo todo Todo lo que nunca has dicho antes Si no ahora, entonces cuando mi amor? Estamos bailando en un cuarto Que tiene el espacio entre tu y yo And I wish I told you all the words Contained in between my…
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Euphoria
(Disclaimer: This poem is written out of inspiration from the show, Euphoria. Specifically, it’s written from the perspective of Jules toward Rue in relation to special episode #2, Jules) For most of my life, I’ve molded myself to be pleasing for others For the men I once surrounded myself with For the superficial love I used to fill my lungs with And through this, I lost touch with who I…
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How-to-be-a-human-being
Growth is not a choice
Some people have it and some don’t
Those who don’t, well, they will always be stuck in a stunt
Those who have it, well, they will always be moving forward
Growth is a mindset
Pain is not exclusive
At one point or another, you will experience pain
Maybe physical, maybe emotion, maybe both
Point is, there is no such thing as a life without pain
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Life, as is
“The pre-birth:”
she was carried in the womb, but two-months-too-soon. Despite the eagerness to come out into the real world, for seven months, she was home. Tucked away, safe from strangers and the cold. And right next to her, a little boy. Brother. Together, they experienced the world from their mother’s womb. From the foods mother shared with to the sounds of their father, distantly greeting…
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Mom, it's me
Mom, it’s me
you’re always there
each time I fall down
you’ll pick me up
over and over again
mom, it’s me
your little girl
she’s growing up
she’s learning well
you’ve taught me how to persevere
how to love myself more than anyone else could
how to hold my head up high
especially when I feel low
mom, it’s me
the girl that you’ve raised
has finally grown
and she’s found love
you’re all the…
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My Dragonfly
I was raised with the kindness of my mother
the softness of her skin
the warmth of her eyes
I was raised by an artist
stroking the brush with a blink of an eye
creating a masterpiece, only one can try
I was raised by her delicate voice
lulling me to sleep at night
the sound of home, my lullaby
I was raised by a fierce woman
who never stopped chasing dreams
and somehow, she’d make each…
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seven months the womb
seven months the womb
I won’t show it, no this time I really won’t
because each time has been the same as before
no, you won’t hear me complaining tonight
because I’m through explaining
I’m 21 years young but I’ve experienced things age won’t define
I’ve learned what it is to see this world from afar
some of us fly our kites in the wind
but others can only try
I flew mine right by your side
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(L)over.
little lover, how have you been?
ya we all lose ourselves to one another
but I’m not losing this to you
because now that you know
my heart is not a candle to blow
I’ve chosen to walk away
little lover, how have you been?
I used to think so big of you
but look at what you did
I’ve never seen someone so small
I’m glad you’ve shown me your identity
because it’s not one meant for me
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'Dehumanized-Love'
‘Dehumanized-Love’
you once were my home
and maybe a small piece of you always will be
because you can’t forget your first home
where you first felt comfort and security
where two people shared memories
where two people grew
where two people exchanged ‘I love you’ for the first time
these things, you’ll never forget
even if you tried to
I long to hear your voice
yet still I’ve made my choice
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