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mother of pearl your nacreous wounds speak of when it was whole and undestructed, a crown of neelgiri laminae used to be in your hair, now

mother of pearl your nacreous wounds speak of when it was whole and undestructed, a crown of neelgiri laminae used to be in your hair, now

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~Heaven's in hindsight~ You used to balance your bottles on my head, Thinking they'll hurt my feet When they fall down, And they did Sure they did. But your heaven's

~Heaven's in hindsight~ You used to balance your bottles on my head, Thinking they'll hurt my feet When they fall down, And they did Sure they did. But your heaven's

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the best show the lights grow the lights are growing on me; i look like a blue daffodil my eyes, that shade of tired aurora. i see myself from outside

the best show the lights grow the lights are growing on me; i look like a blue daffodil my eyes, that shade of tired aurora. i see myself from outside

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standing weak in stilettos standing weak in stilettos i'm sick of stilettos, my heels hurt bad. i'm sick of your touches, i feel a repulsion just with your greedy smirk. i'm sick of all men who eye my body. i'm sick of all women who call me a "pretty thing". i have a duty to be your delicate, rosy

standing weak in stilettos standing weak in stilettos i'm sick of stilettos, my heels hurt bad. i'm sick of your touches, i feel a repulsion just with your greedy smirk. i'm sick of all men who eye my body. i'm sick of all women who call me a "pretty thing". i have a duty to be your delicate, rosy

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stripped off butterfly stickers and crumpled posters were stop signs but i was blind. //caption// stripped off butterfly stickers and crumpled posters were stop signs, but i was blind. you like empty walls. i remember,

stripped off butterfly stickers and crumpled posters were stop signs but i was blind. //caption// stripped off butterfly stickers and crumpled posters were stop signs, but i was blind. you like empty walls. i remember,

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"Sorry" Powder that "Sorry" Make it into a paste, And force it into my mouth. //Caption// Powder that "sorry". Make it into a paste, And force it into my mouth. I'll refuse. Feed me that "sorry", Shake me vigorously, Constrict my wrist

"Sorry" Powder that "Sorry" Make it into a paste, And force it into my mouth. //Caption// Powder that "sorry". Make it into a paste, And force it into my mouth. I'll refuse. Feed me that "sorry", Shake me vigorously, Constrict my wrist

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Now that love cannot walk out of the door, It decides to fall and weep on the bathroom floor. I'm here, sobbing. Locked myself up in the bathroom, as if there wasn't already a lockdown. You're there, crying, Wondering how we messed it up, how we let us down. It's been days since that breakup argument. The bedsheets are dirty, The dishes are being ignored since days. We've been living in the same house as strangers, Wondering where that 'always' fainted and died. My hair smell disgusting. I go to the bathroom only to sob. You gaze at nowhere like a stupefied statue, Your beautiful voice I've robbed. Now that I know my soul is in a lockdown, With swollen eyes and sore limbs, I still force myself to weep and clean the dishes and linen and painfully rub the floor till I see my bloated reflection in it, Angry tears wetting everything I clean, While you just stare with your cold eyes At the disgusting 'us', as my incessant tears wet the floor, After all, love cannot walk out of the door. #NaPoWriMo #ramona #breakup #pain #lovecannotwalkout #day2prompt #poemtime #womancagedinlove

Now that love cannot walk out of the door, It decides to fall and weep on the bathroom floor. I'm here, sobbing. Locked myself up in the bathroom, as if there wasn't already a lockdown. You're there, crying, Wondering how we messed it up, how we let us down. It's been days since that breakup argument. The bedsheets are dirty, The dishes are being ignored since days. We've been living in the same house as strangers, Wondering where that 'always' fainted and died. My hair smell disgusting. I go to the bathroom only to sob. You gaze at nowhere like a stupefied statue, Your beautiful voice I've robbed. Now that I know my soul is in a lockdown, With swollen eyes and sore limbs, I still force myself to weep and clean the dishes and linen and painfully rub the floor till I see my bloated reflection in it, Angry tears wetting everything I clean, While you just stare with your cold eyes At the disgusting 'us', as my incessant tears wet the floor, After all, love cannot walk out of the door. #NaPoWriMo #ramona #breakup #pain #lovecannotwalkout #day2prompt #poemtime #womancagedinlove