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trushe3 · 1 day
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In shattered dreams of porcelain hue, A cherished toy, now rent in two. His heartstrings tangle, memories coy, For he has broken his favorite toy.
A vessel of joy, once whole and bright, Now fractured shards in the dimming light. Each crack a tale of love and joy, Now whispered sorrow, his broken toy.
Yet in the fractures, beauty lies, A testament to love that flies. For in the mending, with tears and joy, He'll cherish still, his broken toy.
A tale of resilience, stitched in gold, Where scars narrate the tales untold. For in the breaking, in the loss's ploy, He finds new meaning in his toy.
-Varsha
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trushe3 · 2 days
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Loki + tumblr [166/?]
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trushe3 · 4 days
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Anaïs Nin, in a letter to Henry Miller, d. March 9, 1932, from A Literate Passion: Letters of Anaïs Nin & Henry Miller, 1932-1953
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trushe3 · 4 days
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“You know you really love someone, When you don’t hate them for breaking your heart.”
— ThePersonalQuotes
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trushe3 · 4 days
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— so long, london
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trushe3 · 4 days
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when kanha said -
rath yuddh ka ho ya jeevan ka, main uttam saarthi hu parth!
i believed him.
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trushe3 · 5 days
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My side of the story doesn't matter anymore. Life happened, I healed, but most importantly I learned who deserves a seat at my table and who will never sit at it again.
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trushe3 · 6 days
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TAYLOR SWIFT ⎯ Fortnight (2024)
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trushe3 · 6 days
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"Routine of love"-
I would miss you in the day,
I would miss you in the night,
If you'd ask me I would kill for you every dark fortnight,
Find you all the hounds,
Treat them well,
as u like,
or serve em on a plate,
with a fork and knife,
Let you color me black, with the shadows,
Get you gallons of blood from the gallows,
I'd drench me in that crimson red,
Or even read the Bible beside your bed,
Get up at 5 like you always do,
Sing you carols as I cook the stew,
Does not matter, what it takes,
I'd be with You.
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trushe3 · 6 days
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Btw I have been following u from quite sme time and noticed u have good relation with pain. In ur poems. Is that tru fr ur real life??
Idk how to answer that if u mean I have good relations with pain as in i handle pain well.....then maybe I don't handle it the best .I have had loads of it and the way I handle it,might be the best 'possible' way to handle whatever i experienced and i mostly vent through my poetry. Otherwise good relation would be i kind of like pain i like the hurting smtimes lol
Thanku for the question I didnt answer it that well but if u wanted to know me....it's me
Sending love and light to u,
Shri.
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trushe3 · 8 days
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"Who else decodes you? And who's gonna know you.....if not me?"
-The Tortured Poet's Department
-Taylor Swift
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trushe3 · 23 days
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From- Louise glück ,"The Untrustworthy speaker"
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trushe3 · 1 month
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So good ...fr..fr✨
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Hero by Martin Garrix and JVKE as requested by @trushe3 Thanks for the request!
~Painting what I see when I hear music and sound~
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trushe3 · 1 month
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Stay away from the ones you love too much. Those are the ones who will kill you.
Donna Tart
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