Miraquill
Goodbye
I'm leaving, y'all.
Bid me as you wish.
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You Don't Get It
I thought you understood;
I am a multiple person.
One of Me likes cuddles and sweet talk.
The Other Me loves pain.
So when you hurt the Cuddler and ask what's wrong,
It hurts me worse than the pain.
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Stumble
My heart sank
With every step
He attempted to take;
I knew
In time
Our sex life
Was going to die.
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Knives
I put knives in his back just to follow the trails of blood he leaves behind.
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My Closet
Last night I slept in my closet.
What an unnatural thing for you to do;
For me it was like taking a vacation,
Or finding a feather in the grass.
I felt like a child again:
I no longer saw the unorganized mess of my head
Spilled out externally in my floor;
I could breathe again.
In and out.
In and out.
And for the first time in a long time,
I was grateful.
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p0rn
There was a time when I was younger, I would pretend to be tired just so I could "go to bed" early. But I wouldn't sleep. I would stay up reading, writing on my computer, or drawing. I'd even stay up late to play with my pet rat, back when I had one. And back when I was a 1st place winner in 5Ks (races), I would stay up listening to my iPod and exercise quietly until I was too exhausted to stay awake.
Now I just stay up and watch anime porn, and cry myself to sleep because I hate myself, and who I've become.
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Victory
His teeth made my nipple bleed
But it is I who tasted victory.
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Sounds and Interpretations
The baby cries:
It sounds happy to one
It sounds sad to another
It inspires anger in one
And depression in another.
Perhaps one is expecting their own;
Or another just buried their son.
Or maybe one has no patience for children,
Or perhaps one knows they will never be a mother.
Somewhere,
A dog barks behind a fence.
Tell me what you hear in it's voice, if to you it even has such a thing...? Perhaps it is just a sound to ignore. Or perhaps the sound makes you cry because the dog is never going to see what's beyond that fence; or perhaps you cry because you want the dog to die so you don't have to hear it bark at night while you're trying to sleep; or maybe you cry because the sound frightens you and makes you think of the time you were bitten.
Somewhere else,
A seagull cries.
Why?
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To My Love...
You're so good at falling down:
Take my hand and I'll show you another direction to fall;
We shall fall upwards together:
Let's see which one of lands first amongst the stars...
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The Long Walk
The farther I walk away from home,
The less I want to turn around.
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My Smile in The Dark
And as the men descended upon her naked body,
The spectators held their breath and wept inwardly,
Thinking privately to themselves,
"Oh woe is she who has become violated in this way!"
For the blankets and men were many,
And thus prevented the spectators from seeing the smile on her face...
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Red Flags
When you do your research and find out that the man you love has all ten red flags, but you don't even give a shit because his instability and reckless narcissism is exactly what you want-- and more.
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- nouf_hameed That sounds like a very hard space to be in, for anyone! Your words are so strong and feels like a whiplash!
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Back In Love
My love and I are officially back to being a couple.
He loves me. I finally believe that.
And I've never stopped loving him.
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He Won't Talk Anymore
Months worth of memories and intimacy in the bedroom,
And he won't even talk to me anymore.
My sister says to let him go, because "that's clearly what he wants to do".
But how can I let go if I cannot forget...?
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sleep
I dream of angels
And wake up with demons.
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We're Just Friends Now
Me: Why didn't you break up with me first,
if you felt the same way?
Him: I kept hoping one of us would change
Me: Me too.
Him: I didn't have the balls to break your heart, but you know we make for better friends.
Me: I love you.
Him: I love you too.
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Why didn't he beg...
He was supposed to beg me to stay like my (abusive) ex did.
He was supposed to want me to be with him, to work things out;
I loved him with such raw passion and honesty that I had never felt with my ex;
So why, when I gave it my all, is he so okay with me vanishing out of his life?
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It hurts.
He didn't give a shit about me breaking up with him.
He didn't care at all.
All the books I let him borrow were on my front porch when I got home.
He doesn't care...
Did he ever care...?
I was in such distress in fear of breaking his heart.
But he didn't even care that I wanted to leave him...
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I can't...
I weep not for myself
But for the pain I know I'll cause him.
I don't think I can do it.
I'd rather kill myself than break his heart.
I love him so much...
I know I'd be happier if I left him,
But he would be miserable--
And I care about him more than myself.
I know he'd go back to drinking;
I know he's a sensitive man.
I don't want to be the one to make him cry,
When all he's ever tried to do is make me smile...
I can't do it...
I can't break up with someone who loves me so sweetly;
His only crime being that he does not hurt me enough...
How can I justify my actions,
When even I don't agree with the actions I need to take?
I love him...
And I'm sorry, Daddee...
I don't know what to do...
I know if you saw me crying you would wipe my tears away...
But seeing you cry would destroy me,
Because it would be my fault that you're so sad and in pain:
And I promised I would never hurt you...
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My Man
He doesn't write poetry.
He doesn't like to read.
He doesn't buy me flowers.
But he makes me wet when he sings.
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