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weeklybrent Gifted Writer // you should be loving someone //

// frostbite from a void //

// the burning i felt from our love was not from warmth, but rather from frostbite //

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today a boy asked me By imjustwritinghere http://imjustwritinghere.tumblr.com/post/161451866558/today-a-boy-asked-me-what-is-love-to-you-he

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Four Promises (2/4)

*The second promise I made to you was to be good, and I think I was beginning to grasp the fact that it might be harder than I thought before that point. In those beautiful summer afternoon hours befo...

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Satu-satunya Tempat yang Tidak Ada Dirimu (2017)

Tahun itu, salju hanya turun selama beberapa hari di kota asing tempatku tinggal. Aku melihat punggungmu di antara kerumunan orang yang membeli cokelat panas di kedai untuk menghangatkan diri. Akan te...

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Silence

In speech we reach for what we know But what we know is yet to grow By analogicalapathy http://analogicalapathy.tumblr.com/post/160581534948/silence

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Our Blue Haven

If I could dive into your eyes I’d build for us a cottage there By ironandstardust https://ironandstardust.tumblr.com/post/161876855785/our-blue-haven

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That forested mountain top

Passing through a small wooded area In a haze of vibrant greens, he saw smoke By gelarpls http://gelarpls.tumblr.com/post/161993480225/that-forested-mountain-top

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february 3, 2017 5:21PM

I have found myself in many situations wherein, I am idle and my mind is on absolutely nothing and everything; and suddenly you appear. Not your face or your name in bold letters but just the thought ...

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Wonder I often wonder where my past lovers can be? Are they laying in bed still thinking of me? Most likely they’ve moved on to another way of being but I can’t help but wonder about my past lovers. W...

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Quick ego check (yep, still there)

Pratchett chats lead to leaden lens ringing crystal clear, [reference to a conversation last night about Terry P. and his driving anger. Lens to imply looking (in reader retrospect, hopefully] By g...

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had i managed to the pull the fingers from my spine i would have found flowers flowers wreathed in angels tears when their mouths were solemn By bluness http://bluness.tumblr.com/post/164018281710/h...

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hand holding

I’ve been thinking a lotabout hand holding,the vulnerability of it,and how it comparesto mushing mouths,grinding bodies,inserting, outserting. So naturally doesthe moment forkissing introduce itself,t...

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my simplicity was your complexity my way of letting things be brought you to a confusion that could not allow the fusion of usmy uncertainty lead you to be uncertain about me i never saw things the wa...

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Incredible Differences

a habit–a checkup to check upon childish expectationsof future intangiblea bit–stalking prey on nightsof fowl memory when fingersdo not - cannot - will not touchrealityit’s insurance for a shakyhold i...

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I do miss the silent exchange of understanding By belvagreypoetry http://belvagreypoetry.tumblr.com/post/160607617571/i-do-miss-the-silent-exchange-of-understanding

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On Being A Tall Girl

I appear mainly femur,dressed sharply in pallid overcoatsto drive you mad.I am legs straight to the breast. I invite you all to follow my veins hungrily,as you would the road map you cannot read.Kindl...

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I once had a friend With a spark in her eyes By bandages-and-bleeding-hearts http://bandages-and-bleeding-hearts.tumblr.com/post/160759889423/i-once-had-a-friend-with-a-spark-in-her-eyes-a

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Condolence

It’s not painfulto give love awayuntil the recipientdecides to take pityDemeaning it, stripping it fromthe healing forceit sincerely carriesUnder guilt’s somber veilstern and humorlessit may be told t...

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April 10, 2017

National Poetry Month (Day 9)I want you to cave me in. Wrap me up tight to the point of sweet suffocationMaybe if I temporarily leave the world, the pain will only be temporary tooMaybe if I bury myse...

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If I be the needle And also the thread By wanderingworlds https://wanderingworlds.tumblr.com/post/161920241597/if-i-be-the-needle-and-also-the-thread-would-you

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