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$This is a poem. Greenery blooms alone, unbothered by the passing of time; none the wiser to the self-doubt I found deep within you. Leaves embrace the walls, roof and void shaping your heart, though you wouldn't notice until the flowers bloomed through your airways, making you gasp a fresh breath of life within a newfound vision. There I stood, spectator of this gift of grace you found deep within yourself; yearning of a blessing oh but a fraction of your own, my own heart once again sinking below the horizon.$

October 18, 2024 at 7:56 PM

@taylorcreates.bsky.social

meteorite

This is a poem.

Effort appreciated
Self-worth depreciating

I love you
To my fall

October 18, 2024 at 7:55 PM

@taylorcreates.bsky.social

???

This is a poem.

The dawn of your days blinked at you that night
I tried catching up, but colours wash out on their own
I lived my own through days spent in retrograde
Nothing works in abyssal horror without water
The monsters hide past transparency, not opaque windows
But then again, so does the meeting of hearts

October 18, 2024 at 7:55 PM

@taylorcreates.bsky.social

repetition through patterns

This is a poem.

One hand on the side of a warm face
Two words being played on repeat again & again

A shutdown of the ones you used to caress
Necrosis of the mind with a ballad of pain

And once again, we face with nothing to address
Nothing to win, nothing to lose; nothing is lost, nothing is gained

Looking back lies a path blank, yet full or errors
Habits die hard, so does the reflection in the mirror

October 18, 2024 at 7:54 PM

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