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Our love lies in words unsaid, in feelings felt but unexpressed. Just out of reach, we make do with its possibility, knowing we cannot risk the fall.
-J.A.S-
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Your words can no longer be heard, Your touch can no longer be felt. Your time was stolen, And the thief has come back for my memories.
-J.A.S-
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In death I seek my peace,
However much my last breath hurts.
-J.A.S-
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I forget what it’s like to want to die…
I’d say you saved me, but that’d be a lie.
-J.A.S-
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I told the universe I miss you, I hoped she would turn back time so that I could kiss you.
-J.A.S-
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I’m nostalgic for a time that for me, never existed.
I think I’m being haunted by a past life.
-J.A.S-
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How can I live with my sins without the rain to wash them away…
God, I miss the rain!!
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The irony of depression is that my brain is on fire and I’m drowning in tears.
-J.A.S-
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It’s July…. And I’m better than I was in June…
I hope I can say the same for August.
-J.A.S-
#poem#poetry#original poem#my poem#text post#depression#sadness#July#summer#summertime sadness#summertime
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We were always two sides of the same coin, but yours was shinier than mine.
-J.A.S-
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We may not have actually met, yet you taught me so many things I’ll never forget.
-J.A.S-
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She lived in fear cause of the stories she was told, now she has no story to tell.
-J.A.S-
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Give me a Storm and watch me thrive!
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I gave up on the one thing that needed me most,
I, to this day will be my biggest regret.
-J.A.S-
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In dreams I’m forced to remember what I choose to forget during the day, but a vision in dreams is all that you’ll remain.
-J.A.S-
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How many times have people used a pen or paintbrush because they couldn’t pull the trigger?
- Virginia Wolf, selected essays-
I wonder if she knew she was writing about me
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I cry so silently that only angels could hear, but I’m still waiting for an answer… Perhaps I am alone after all.
-J.A.S-
#angels#tw depressing thoughts#depression#sad day#sadness#crying#feeling alone#loneliest#lonely#my thoughts
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