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I feel like a failure because I’m struggling to become something and I don’t even know what it is.

Unknown (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

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The Bee 🐝

There comes a busy bee Flying round the garden A sight to see Doing its work Beyond the great tree Here there's a flower Full of nectar Nothing sour In this flower Waiting for the bee Here are the children Waiting patiently, just To see the Wren Snatch up the bee And then We witness a circle In place of the bee.

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“Dreaming away️“ by | Kyle Finn Dempsey

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The Taken Breath

Taken in to the arms of the Lover There comes a gasp of air Then silence as two meet To share romance's breath Softly spoken words And dreams of ever lasting Oh what lies we feed upon When faced with our God Eros

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Funeral

And he flew man After he danced with the Devil Took the white snow And he came to the level Where he settled To be layed to rest And the put him in the coffin with his Sunday's best

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Dig me a grave

and I’ll rest half in it;

life won’t reach me that way.

- A Great Awning

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Art by Chiang Jaz

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It's been awhile

I'm going to try to get back to writing. I'll probably upload some bad ones as the good stuff seems to be evading me but I hope you don't mind 😊

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You are my illness, but also my medicine and I don’t know which is worse.

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I..

I fell out of love with you

I stopped all my words

I wrote no more

I had no motive

I lost my poetry

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calling it heartbreak was a gentle way to put it

- justscribbledwords

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“You were gangrene; I had to amputate to live but I never thought you would become a phantom limb.”

— e.v.e.

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“We all have souls of different ages.”

— F. Scott Fitzgerald (via thoughtkick)

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“I am doing something I hate for you. This is what it means to be in love.”

— Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything Is Illuminated (via books-n-quotes)

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What’s popping, you ask? Why, it’s my joints.

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“I don’t hate you. I just lost all respect towards you and have nothing to say to you anymore.”

— hushednightmaress 

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“It’s better this way. A little lonelier but better.”

— Lisa Schroeder, The Day Before