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  • after all
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    a collection of feelings and redemptions. © all rights reserved 2017 | kimi

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  • NEPTUNE BURNS
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    you once asked why i never felt good enough to love you, this is why All rights reserved ©️2018 immortalitatis- cover by the lovely @hurtcopain

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  • STARLESS EYES
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    to the boy who wanted nonfiction but who I gave poetry to. these are poems I never gave to you. All rights reserved © 2017 immortalitatis- cover by my lovely friend @hurtcopain

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  • INTIMATION OF EVASION
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    (PART 3) when courage stops fighting, we can begin to cower. but but in our darkest nights there is a buried power. so even when there is fault that resides, it's important that responsibility is taken for them and remember who you really are. e·va·sive əˈvāsiv/ adjective evasive tending to avoid commitment or self...

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  • INSINUATION OF TREPIDATION
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    (PART 2) first, comes the tentacles of the fear, naivety, and greed that wrap around our necks. then, comes the blades of courage that prevent them from suffocating us. trep·i·da·tion trepəˈdāSH(ə)n/ noun a feeling of fear or agitation about something that may happen. h.r #129 in poetry

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  • IMPLICATION OF DESOLATION
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    (PART 1) the empty rooms with no doors isn't the worst part. it's hoping that one day someone will save us from the walls that howl at us for every mistake we've made. des·o·late adjective ˈdesələt/ (of a place) deserted of people and in a state of bleak and dismal emptiness. h.r. #125 in poetry

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  • Dried petals
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    "and I find myself tucking your smile in the space that lies between every letter .for babe , if I can't keep you by my side ,then I'll lock you in each poem these hands write down ."_Aya Highest rank #43 in poetry on 23/7/2017 .

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  • Silent whispers
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    'It was as if I could see him, touch him, but never quite reach him. He was a dream, a secret, a promise.'_Aya #44 in poetry on 23.8.2018