Tag: Prena Poetry
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The Girl You Knew, The Girl You Knew
the girl you knew wore puffed sleeves and she never liked coffee or summers or someone calling her pretty. yet she looked in the mirror and took up narcissism as a coping mechanism. she had no moral compass pointing the polar coordinates. she would stomp over million dollar canvases and go to park as she…
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the greatest meaning
i don’t want to know about the meaninglessness you feel, i don’t want to hear about the thousand chanting phrases you do for yourself or the blame you put on the past life, because here you are on this planet suffering and longing for something spiritually and an emotionally nostalgic world. there is no grand…
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love and idea
You fall in love with ideas more than you realize—the idea of something or someone; widely, truly, achingly beautiful to the arbitrary depths of one’s imagination. But then, the problem of falling in love with ideas is that you can’t touch it, you can’t hold it in the length of your arms and kiss it…
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she
she loved you like how a void would long for a touch. she loved you in between those second breathesand tick of second hand on clocks. but what more could a girl with a heart full of love be in this diabolical worlddrowning in wrath of men who refuses to heal from the warthey bred…
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