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The Glimmering Room, Cynthia Cruz

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Tell me, soldier, is it the rotting body of your mates you grieve or the way your being rots with them despite standing on your own two feet?

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I would gather echoes from empty rooms,

press my ears against walls where memories linger,

and forever lose my insanity if it meant I could hear your voice one last time.

- navor

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The surrender of walls, the merging of breaths, and the feeling of being found, over and over again, even in moments of being lost ⎯ may this kind of love find me.

navor.

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You teach your kids how to be wonderful human beings. Not who they should fall in love with.

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If my biggest sin is love and your's is hate, maybe the religion isn't the problem.

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Yelling is not the only way to be heard.

- navor

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In the summer, I count the days i have left until winter. Come winter, I count the days I have left.

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"But having a thought is not the same as doing it. If we were all on trial for our thoughts, we would all be hanged."

- Margaret Atwood, Alias Grace

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Sometimes I want to be better. But then I am reminded that my best are others' worst and I don't see the point of trying.

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"I was terrified / And not ready /

But death felt like a sweet release."

━ A Map, a String, a Light Pt. 2, Yvette Young.

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He is the first one to have touched my skin so intimately without ripping apart my humanity.

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Born to be the girl who leaves her small home town; forced to be the girl who stayed.

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i wish i was born into a family whose first thought isn't to always yell.

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"Destiny was too potent, and her immutable laws had decreed my utter and terrible destruction."

━━ Mary Shelley, The Modern Prometheus.

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"Life, although it may only be an accumulation of anguish, is dear to me, and I will defend it."

━━ Mary Shelley, The Modern Prometheus.

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You tell me, "it's normal to not feel loved by someone."

I ask you, "is it normal to not feel loved by anyone?"