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words.

words. they were your favourite thing, but what good are they to me?
they have passed from my lips, & from my pen as if it too could bleed… 324 more words

Poetry

heartbeat

my tongue never carried its weight, but it still carries a thousand words on its tip
the bitterness that i let slip off it, i’d swallow if i could take back what i spit… 209 more words

Poetry

despite & regardless

do you remember how my lips gently pressed your forehead
or just how i picked you up & laid you down on my bed
do you just remember how we fought, & how each tear dripped… 346 more words

Poetry

twenty-six

i’ve handled myself as if i weren’t your son
my ties to you feel as if they’re water, & not blood
the ache has swelled, as if i’ve struggled, but it’s won… 340 more words

Poetry