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    • Weaponising Me

      Weaponising Me

      Should I open my mouth and tell you my thoughts? You breathe deep, Passively listen. And tell me my thoughts are wrong. The way I…

    • Not Sure Yet

      Not Sure Yet

      Displaced. Moving around, trying to find my home. No luck. Each place feels lonlier than the last. I don’t know where I want to be…

    • Compressed Thoughts

      Compressed Thoughts

      I try to write, but my words are too jumbled to make full sentences No relief from this pressure and torment I just want to…

    • Deja Vu

      Deja Vu

      I moved cities To avoid you The thought of seeing your face Unexpected Double-take, deja vu No longer wonder, nor worry Just a distant memory…

    • The Beauty I Behold

      The Beauty I Behold

      So many thoughts overwhelm my mind, such like worrying a guy I like won’t like me back because I have a fat stomach, bigger arms…

    • Live Life

      Live Life

      As she looks upon the trees outside her window, the sun shining on the green leaves She exhales, such simple beauty is nature What it…

    • Let It Go

      Let It Go

      It’s hard to let go Of the things that are good for us But it’s harder still to let go Of the things that hurt…

    • Lonely

      Lonely

      I look behind me Drifted so far Don’t even remember how I got here So far from everything and everyone I know Was never my…

    • When?

      When?

      What a jarring feeling it is to have someone consistently hurt your heart. It is not in me to be malicious and uncaring, therefore when…

    • Ninth Time

      Ninth Time

      It took only nine times To realise you were never what I thought you to be The ninth time you came between my legs It…