Don’t give your heart to a poet – we see stories in a sentence and haunt you with our ink.
M.K. STANDBYIt started the way it always does. A broken heart, and a blank page.
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I fill the shadow of the girl you want, a placeholder to the one I know you’d rather – I’ll do for now, but not forever.
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Just tell me that it won’t be the same- that one day I won’t look at you, and only see a stranger.
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Building a fire from a ash, what did I expect?
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It spills from my fingers faster than ink can flow – feelings too strong to contain, emotions that demand to be felt.
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Leaves dance on twisted arms, swaying on the breeze as though choreographed by unseen hands. Even the faithless could find themselves converts, by the smell of dampened earth and its blossoming rose.
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The bond of friendship as tight as any lover – where shoulders carry shared burden, a devotion unmatched by any other.
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I wished to every fountain, prayed to every god but some futures are set in stone – so here we go again.
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I’m scared of mediocrity, of scribing my soul on fading pages, each destined to the fate that met those before it – gently laid to rest in a growing pile of unwanted words.
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Her body may lay on your sheets, but my name sits softly on your lips.
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You are a mirage – never mine to hold. A glimering promise so tempting to chase, eternally out of reach.
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Hollow intent and echoes affection, a call with no response. Who could trust a dormant heart – where apathy is shaped like love?
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Your arms around me – and for the first time in years, I feel like I am home.
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A collection of thoughts bundled together and bound in twine – more toxic than any chemical, my very own poison.
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My throat burns with the words left unspoken, air hangs still and silence hides the words you long to hear – stay.
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I see the way that he is with you – holding your heart with softness he never spared for mine.
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