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tearing and opening my soul, I bleed words and poems. i do this only when i'm in love or in pain.
a psycho guy and a sinner, mess of chaos.
a psycho guy and a sinner, mess of chaos.
Pinned
poetry feels like the only way i can reach her now. every line is a small step toward the moon she took with her, when she left.
maybe that’s why i write... because loving her is the only language i still remember.
maybe that’s why i write... because loving her is the only language i still remember.
November 15, 2025 at 5:43 AM
poetry feels like the only way i can reach her now. every line is a small step toward the moon she took with her, when she left.
maybe that’s why i write... because loving her is the only language i still remember.
maybe that’s why i write... because loving her is the only language i still remember.
Thursday November 13, 2025 — nature is
beautiful but she’s my favorite view.
beautiful but she’s my favorite view.
November 13, 2025 at 11:36 AM
Thursday November 13, 2025 — nature is
beautiful but she’s my favorite view.
beautiful but she’s my favorite view.
If I could give you one thing in life, I would give you the ability to see yourself through my eyes, only then will you realise how special you are to me.
November 12, 2025 at 6:06 AM
If I could give you one thing in life, I would give you the ability to see yourself through my eyes, only then will you realise how special you are to me.
Tuesday November 11, 2025 — i remember the way her hair fell across her shoulders.
November 11, 2025 at 7:40 AM
Tuesday November 11, 2025 — i remember the way her hair fell across her shoulders.
she looks just like a dream
the prettiest girl i've ever seen.
the prettiest girl i've ever seen.
October 17, 2025 at 10:56 AM
she looks just like a dream
the prettiest girl i've ever seen.
the prettiest girl i've ever seen.
and sometimes against all odds, against all logic, we hope.
October 15, 2025 at 4:07 PM
and sometimes against all odds, against all logic, we hope.
― José Olivarez, Citizen Illegal
October 3, 2025 at 7:05 AM
― José Olivarez, Citizen Illegal
Will your saddening dreams remind youHow I loved you tenderly?21 August, 1905 Aleksandr Blok (1880-1921), Selected Poems
August 30, 2025 at 1:11 PM
Will your saddening dreams remind youHow I loved you tenderly?21 August, 1905 Aleksandr Blok (1880-1921), Selected Poems
— Mark Doty, “White Kimono” in Sweet Machine
August 30, 2025 at 12:54 PM
— Mark Doty, “White Kimono” in Sweet Machine
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