#10 word poem
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tenwordsonly · 2 years ago
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"Lost in the depths, seek whispers of your own soul." — (via @tenwordsonly)
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literary-lesbianism · 2 years ago
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The Heart of a Duck
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theriverlune · 1 year ago
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Liberation's Thesis Statement
There is no such thing
as a default human being
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mymercyprevailss · 3 months ago
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10 Things I Hate About You - 1999.
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pants-lint · 2 years ago
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Just had a Thought and now I'm curious. What's you guy's strangest comfort media? It doesn't have to be strange as in like creepy/fucked up/whatever, it can just be smthn a lil odd.
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athousandbyeol · 1 month ago
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we love each other so much, don’t we?
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pink-heart-writes · 1 year ago
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amomentaryuniverse · 29 days ago
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their love, despite all, was divine. truly divine.
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bookworms-haven · 11 months ago
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"I feel small, but so are stars from a distance"
- ten word poetry
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scribblesofapoet · 5 months ago
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10 year anniversary — 23/9/24
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sunnyouth · 10 months ago
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if even the vast ocean cannot capture the depth of my yearning, what words could?
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amalgamationink · 16 days ago
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NAPOWRIMO25 #6: watermelon
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romantasyreader28 · 11 months ago
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jb-cohen · 9 months ago
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Sometimes I think about the past
Because I know we were able to sit and do nothing
For hours
If we wanted.
No question to it.
Because then,
Everyone had the time to fully decompress. To the point of real
Boredom.
I think about the past because it gives me a space to do that.
It gives me a reason to simply be, to ponder the walls around me. Enjoy the colors, fabrics and textures of the world.
Vibrations of a train nearby when it shakes your room,
or music so loud it threatens to rearrange your heart
To hear crickets on the first hot night of the year
And it’s mid June—
You can pay attention to things like that when you’re bored like this.
Enough to start realizing the weather is never the same as yesterday.
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athousandbyeol · 2 months ago
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i understand what special means now. i understand that it’s probably you.
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petrichor-moss-and-lightning · 10 months ago
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found this in my camera roll from when i used to post my poetry illustrations on instagram
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