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heartrate: i found my journal2013, july;“final entry,she is home.”2014, january;"i ripped these poems out as rough as you ripped me from your life, i fucking hate how you keep the stars glowing and the oxygen flowing, i did it without even
scartletcrossbones: helainetieu: thefinnishgypsy: danganronping: aiklahori: - I don’t know the original source/artist/poet. Found it on net and sharing. the poem is by merrill glass and this is the source for the art!! this is so sad wtf oh
felixdeonsdirtydays: Bedroom Poem 8. The original painting can be found for sale on my Etsy store at this link
33lbslighter: A poem I found a long time ago, for my anon question.
extrasad: Sad poems in public my mother found me spitting up my own tears and she asked me what was wrong and your name tumbled from my saltwater stained lips and she told me she was surprised and I asked why and she told me that after all the
shadow-of-a-whisper: danganronping: aiklahori: - I don’t know the original source/artist/poet. Found it on net and sharing. the poem is by merrill glass and this is the source for the art!! *ugly sobbing*
xancat: inhaless: I found a poem for me ⠀
danganronping: aiklahori: - I don’t know the original source/artist/poet. Found it on net and sharing. the poem is by merrill glass and this is the source for the art!!
tinalikesbutts: danganronping: aiklahori: - I don’t know the original source/artist/poet. Found it on net and sharing. the poem is by merrill glass and this is the source for the art!! My heart.
inhaless: I found a poem for me
heartrate: i found my old journal2013, july;“final entry,she is home.”2014, january;"i ripped these poems out as rough as you ripped me from your life, i fucking hate how you keep the stars glowing and the oxygen flowing, i did it without
incoloure: extrasad: Sad poems in public “my mother found me spitting up my own tears and she asked me what was wrong and your name tumbled from my salt water stained lips and she told me she was surprised and I asked why and she told me that
zeffwolf: itaintnobodysbusinessifido: smallheartbigmouth: “I write poems to resurrect her presence, when I can’t kiss her.” *snaps fingers* Finally found this. I regret deleting my old blog.
inkskinned: poppunk-is-cooler-than-you: sex-hair-dont-care: fuck. FUCKING THIS. THANK YOU. I’ve been looking for something to describe how i feel, and i’ve found it. sometimes it’s cool when my poems get notes but then i post stuff like this
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