Writing through the ache, the joy, they lessons I seem to repeat—trying to find meaning and light in the dark. Always from the heart & honest even when I look bad.
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Burn, burn idiot! Learn now---leave the cold fast. Go! Or you'll be ash soon.
By Tina D. Lopez3 months ago in Poets
You keep burning, burning down to ash Face the cold, chilly reality His love is never warming It cracks and shatters you
you will burn, burn, burn until you finally learn he loves you frozen
This year kept handing me the same test I’ve been taking my whole life. Different names. Different faces. Same questions.
when he showed up— loud, bright, full of future broken promises— i welcomed him in. hell, i cooked him dinner.
Today your horoscope swears that friends will mend your love life— by inviting new people inside your inner circle of romantic strife.
I don’t need your apology. But I wonder if it lingers in your belly— an ulcer you pretend not to feel, doing damage long after the meal is over.
i imagined you built a world only i saw time to burn it down
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I’m trying to be your friend now— trying to cook the past into something edible, something I can swallow without it slicing me open.
shivering at night time to set myself on fire get close, i burn you
popcorn in my bowl McClane saves Christmas again Die Hard heat for me
