Category: poetry
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Because long ago I had known what to choose, and I found life. I am leaving today. But it isn’t that I never loved you. I always did, but there were things that a woman like you couldn’t understand. You called me inane when we first met, and I understand that because I wasn’t any…
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BEAUTIFUL MESS
We all have our own insecurities. We all feel flawed on our best days. So it’s alright. Maybe if we bother a bit less about how we are found in the world’s eyes, we would be happier. We are so good in making up lies and pretending because we want the world to know that…
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Habits of Human
we humans have a terrible habit of leaving things when it is at their best we humans have a terrible habit of leaving things when it is at their best; leaving the party at an early hour because we feel we don’t really fit in. leaving our happiest self at the doorstep to adulthood. leaving…
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After You Are Gone ( a lesbain story)
“What would happen if I disappeared someday?”, you asked. And I was utterly silent. “What would happen if I disappeared someday?”, you asked. And I was utterly silent. I felt the pricking on my thumb easing to a numbness—I felt lifeless suddenly. You gently held my hand and started at the lily pink sun, I…
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