Tag: prose
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if she loves you today
And if she loves you today, I hope you understand that I tried doing the same yesterday but it was never enough. The more I dropped myself, the more you drifted away like those untouchable and impermanent ripples. I hope you understand that I gave up everything just to watch those remorseless ripples disappear and…
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Horror in my Heart
there is always a preceding horror about writing down stories; the art that haunts the depths, direfully claws the insides of my chest; it’s like a hundred fists clasping within, all unable to describe this colossal conundrum of a human mind. love, you see, i don’t exactly remember when it was that a little girl…
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i feel like a corpse emphatically married to life, when i have long been in love with death and kissed with him in my room around 3am, as i held a cord around my neck. i am a wife to an apathetic world evolving into some ruthless machinery that incinerates a thousand dreams of young…
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Oceans and ache
I think the point where you live the life to its fullest magnificence is when you understand you no longer need validation, glorification or the utmost desire to bring the world under your feet. What great things I used to say when I was younger, what great things I dreamt about and ached to grasp…
Prena Poetry 