i am little more

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than a wall and a floor.
all my mouth wants to say right now is get out,
but i dont want you to leave.
my heart wants to say 'i love you too',
but my head says thats a bad idea.
my conscience says that yesterday was a mistake,
but its the first mistake that i dont regret making.
we're treading old ground now,
and the earthquakes are coming.

my mind is a shaken place right now.
ive been reading Fay Inchfawn's poetry.

here's a massive feature for everyone

ripples before a wave by FollowMeBackHome You're an alien by HannahAKingsley
Nose Bleed by HannahAKingsley l'oiseau by bailey--elizabeth
:thumb128993215: Ksenka 6 by aprelka
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:thumb130314768: We must never be apart by Pathogens
Fireworks by Pathogens empty by kimberlyster
Wanna that? by catarinamzfernandes :thumb130489334:
.. to dream by Evgeniy-Korchak invalid. by carvingbackbone
What i'm looking for by bypolar-bear :thumb130577551:
beside you in time by gnash-pie water-starved by uniquealim
Yuf by CarrotCat37 :thumb129435529:
Lost it all by thedyingprocess My delirum by LucyJOrchard
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:thumb127918716: I've been feeling by LucyJOrchard
Let it fall by MinnieMaya :thumb129937398:
fanny by matmoon Yours Forever by AnjaRoehrich
Little Angel by serhatdemiroglu serenade. by indiae
soulmate by bailey--elizabeth :thumb131447768:
Dream. by Amelia-Madeleine the waves are crashing in by bailey--elizabeth
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Still Breathing by TwiggyTeeluck natural beauty. by ingrid0411
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:thumb123348444: Iv1 by McPhotooo
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:thumb131570426: little ted.little ted.
sometimes i bite my nails jagged
and i run their ragged edges over my cheekbones.
i look in the mirror;
eight rivers of angry red are staining the blank white canvas of my face
and my eyes are black holes above them, empty pockets of space which,
from a far enough distance,
                                           like maybe 50 miles north of your house,
look like empty sockets in a skull kept under soil for seventeen years.
-
i have a new home.
it is far away from you.
your silent anguish.
your alcoholic despair.
your emotional baggage strapped to your back after your first real relationship.
your unwillingness to see my problems from fear of acknowledging your own.
no food in the kitchen,
          


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TwiggyTeeluck's avatar
Great selection. :aww:
Thanks for including me. :hug: