Tag: tears
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night walk
Walk the rough path With a heavy heart Hold tears in the throat Carry loneliness on a note Nobody around Hope don’t make a sound Tired lips, loose head Smell of gasoline ahead Held prisoner in the chest Drop, after drop, the same stress — Release in imaginary arms Sound of morning alarms Back on…
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is it
Is it the sunrise outside the train window or my young lived soul? Is it the slow and comforting tune playing through my headphones or my need to spend some tears over a gridded notebook? Is it the silent grief that hits me without notice or the beauty of the present moment? Is it the…
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it’s time
It’s time to face your mother her opinions and contradictions her dissatisfactions and criticism her looks and tears It’s time to forget your ex in the most rational way in the coldest hour of the night in your best memory of them It’s time to call your old best friend to see how they’re doing…
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