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#breakup poetry
prosebyday · 3 months
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the spark never died the fire grew and engulfed us both in flames
grazia curcuru
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moonys-bf · 6 months
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original poem :,)
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poet-with-a-pen · 4 months
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Muse
When the leaves turned brown, I painted you in pastel colours.
Gentle pinks and soft blues reminded me of you.
They reminded me of the flowers you used to tell me about, of the skies you used to photograph.
I still look at the sky and wonder what you’re doing on the other side.
I still see your face in the trees and I still hear your voice when the wind blows.
I got a new canvas today. I want to paint you again.
After all this time, you’re still my muse.
But you left a long time ago.
You left, and I’m still here.
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© poet-with-a-pen 2023 // DO NOT STEAL/REPOST
Feedback appreciated!
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jumbledjuniper · 6 months
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the bitter morning air of your absence fills my lungs,
coating me in that smooth torpor of longing i’ve come to know so well,
but burning and scratching at my throat the more i try to breathe you out,
for i’ll no longer get more than a mere shallow breath of what your presence once meant
Love, Juniper
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spaceat6pm · 9 months
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the emptiness in my home has never been more apparent than at the time when i arrive in the early afternoon, with the sun shining directly through my front door as if god has put it there just for us. or me, now that you’re no longer here to share it with. it’s still just as beautiful, except i no longer feel like a whole; your half of me is missing.
your spot on the lawn is still reserved for you.
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kelleyspoetry · 10 months
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I was never dressed in contentment. I have my father’s anger and leave bitterness on the headstone of every memory I’ve buried that left me in ruins.
— Kelley Makenna, @kelleyspoetry
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voicesandthoughts · 2 years
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I wonder about you:
I wonder what you think when you see my name
Sneaking on the edges of your screen but never into bed
I wonder if everything still reminds you of the same
because maybe you left in peace but you tore down a masterpiece
I wonder how you're doing in that cursid game
I lie awake thinking about everything we had and never said
and I wonder if we'll ever be the same
will you truly look and see my quiet fighting with silent screaming
hands out reaching reaching, pleading
would you ever take them again, take them to build up a home we made again, build somewhere I was safe with you
I wonder if you feel this too
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To the bastard
who probably won't even
see this
because they never took
an interest
in the things
that were important to me anyway
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I'll preface this by saying: I love you
Now that I have the hard part out of the way:
I hate you
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Really, I fucking hate you
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I hate you for how you never took an interest
in things that were important to me
I hate you for when you stopped celebrating
even my hugest wins
I hate you for losing interest in me and my life,
and for your lies, and for making me feel crazy
for seeing through them
I hate you for how you made me feel like there
was something wrong with me,
and sat back and watched as I spent
day and night
tearing myself apart to try and
snuff it out
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I hate you for making me feel like a moster
for my needs while pressuring me
to meet yours
I hate you for punishing me when I didn't sacrifice myself to make you comfortable
because you were always
such a fucking coward
I hate you for telling me you never loved me,
or cared about me in any meaningful way
I hate you for backtracking on that and acting like you can't make up your fucking mind
I hate you for making everything about you
I hate you for making it out like your abuse
and detachment was because
you couldn't handle
me needing to tend to things in my life
that weren't you
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I hate you for leaving me when I needed you the most
I hate you for deleting over five years of history
like it was
nothing
I hate you for making me feel like
I was
nothing
I hate you because I was
nothing
but a fun little
toy
you put a ring on
I hate you for making everything my fault.
I hate you
because I can't even recognize you anymore.
I hate you because you gave me something
to live for and took it away
I hate you for all your fucking lies
I hate you for manipulating me
I hate you for leading me on
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I hate you for breaking me down when
I gave you a second chance you didn't
even deserve
I hate you for making the failure of your
second chance
out to be my fault too
I hate you for never taking accountability
I hate you for leaving me crying and throwing up
I hate you for putting me back into a depressive relapse
I hate you for not caring when I was hurt
I hate you for not caring when I was sick
I hate you for not caring when I was struggling or in crisis
I hate you for not caring
when I wasn't ok
I hate you because
when you said "bye forever"
I still wanted to say "bye, I love you"
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I hate you
I just fucking hate you
I hate you for all this pain
I hate you for using me
I hate you for how much you took from me
I hate you because you knew how this
would affect me
I hate you for using your knowledge
of my trauma
to reopen all my wounds
I hate you for breaking me
I hate you because all I still want
is a hug, an apology,
and a promise that
everything's going to be ok,
that you didn't mean it,
that we could fix this...
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...
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...To the asshole
who probably won't even
see this
because they never really
gave a fuck about me
at all anyway: Fuck you.
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Fuck you for everything.
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forkpigeon3146 · 5 months
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"if you were in a room with everyone
youve ever known,
would anyone run to you?"
you used to be my answer
to this question
the one person
who would walk to me
now its different people
people who could find me
in a crowd of hundreds
and run to my already open arms
as i run to them too
but i think ill still try to find you anyways
look past the faces of those i love now
and try to find the one i used to
to see if theres any love left
when you look at me
i know there wont be any
i will look anyways.
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flybykyby · 5 months
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I hate giving everything I am to people I care about to only have a small glimpse of their affection reflected back to me
And when I ask for more, be it a tad bit selfish of me...I'm always hurt by how much they get offended and blame me for not appreciating them more
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prosebyday · 6 months
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It was right to stop trusting you. In time apart I feel renewed, awakened by my own delight finding comfort in sweet morning light. I'll put myself out there, sure But what's the rush I don't need the adoration of some crush. I'll keep the fruit bowl full of ripe selection To satisfy my cravings and nourish my body And I will not settle without true connection.
alone // grazia curcuru
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moonys-bf · 5 months
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the full thing
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cocaineorchids · 3 months
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I woke up today with an ache in my soul. A reminder of the things you planted in my brain and left deep-rooted to overgrow like a wildfire. Time is the only healer of a broken heart but what do they say for those with broken souls? What about those of us who aren’t necessarily heart-broken, but in a constant loop, replaying the mistakes of the ghosts of our pasts, who’ve left deep scars in the most beautiful parts of ourselves. What do we have to say for those of us who are so sure that we’ve rid ourselves of the lingering aches left by those who took a knife to our hearts, only to wake up one day and feel as if we’re reliving it all over again. How is it that when all is said and done, those who’ve left us with a distorted self-image and a life time of questions, are the ones who walk away unscathed. I suppose my point is, how am i okay when i’m not okay at all.
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jumbledjuniper · 6 months
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from my walls i hear your murmurs,
in the mirror you stare back,
even the wind whispers your name.
wherever i look,
your image plagues me.
no matter to where i escape,
i’ll never outrun you.
Love, Juniper
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thisispoetrybyamyy · 3 months
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I still believe that you're the right person, we're just in the wrong time
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kelleyspoetry · 1 year
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New poem on TikTok & Instagram: @kelleyspoetry
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