what i meant to say

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  • senseless

    Jun 15, 2025

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    She puts on her eyes to erase what she sees – a prismatic reality in a one-dimensional existence.

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  • inside

    Jun 15, 2025

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    From inside the coffin, the world is: cruel, empty, claustrophobic, and horrific.

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  • unrequited poetry hour

    Jun 15, 2025

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    The first priority of true beauty is an open mind: Just because you’re weird doesn’t mean you’re open to who I am.

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  • hellfire

    Jun 15, 2025

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    she’s a rising star on her way to hell; she’s crawling to survive in this world, but she only seems to find darkness

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  • a deep sleep

    Jun 15, 2025

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    at night, you enter me (fully, forcefully, blindly, but with intent)

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  • 10 things

    Jun 15, 2025

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    Tell me 10 things about me I don’t know, 10 secrets the world invented just for me — the things you stole while I was asleep; the screams that kept you awake at night

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  • anatomy of a suicide note

    Jun 15, 2025

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    A jagged line describes the way I feel: torn almost in half and hanging by a slice of my biology—but it is not the one you love. That got consumed a long time ago.

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  • the countdown to telepathic brevity

    Jun 15, 2025

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    One: Do you write in silence?

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  • [3] it’s oh so quiet

    Jun 15, 2025

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    9 min read

    In retrospect, our desires are always this, but we allow a deceitful idea of love to destroy them.

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