Writing
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Forever Aching
Deep in my chest
Lies an ever-throbbing ache,
A constant reminder
Of love unreturned.
Late at night, I lie awake,
Dreaming of things that could never be.
A smile, a laugh, a fleeting gaze—
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The Shadow
I watch her sob in the night
Her fingers clutching a photo of her love,
Pressing it to her chest,
As if paper could soften the ache.
She whispers their name in the dark,
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Paintings in the Sky
The sky spreads itself wide,
a canvas, breathless and unspoken.
As dusk dips its brush in purple and gold.
Each cloud is a stroke,
soft as whispering wind,
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cold as ice
brushing fingertips against skin
cold as ice.
lying here, late at night
cold as ice.
the second his sweatshirt was absent
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tears
~F
i felt so numb when he told me
that he used to feel the same.
honestly, i should've expected this, yet im shocked.
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Lady Liberty
This statue is a woman.
She’s the symbol of the USA.
Yet people refuse to acknowledge her daughters.
The Lady Liberty, huh?
You know what that makes me think?
The one free woman.
Yeah.