amelia_t
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Joined: January 2023 Last seen: 1 year ago

Submitted Poems 3 total

don't press reset It doesn’t matter how many Days fall in between me pressing The button. The number always resets Even when I thought I was doing okay. Red is the love that seeps from my Aching arms, ridding my body of the Memories. Your face still pops up. ... – *by unanimous*	2 Views added 1 year ago	Rating
desperation This won’t be the last time, You promised me you’d stay Through the good and bad. To call when I needed help, And never stop reminding You that I love you. You told me, You’d stay. You Said it Wasn’t the Last Time... – *by amelia thoele*	1 View added 1 year ago	Rating
cure Cure. the boldness of this Word sears with power. the Cure. the thing everyone Wants, needs. it's the Key. an answer to all the late nights screaming, why me? a Cure. a placebo for security. a pill as a friend. Another light going out. ... – *by unanimous*	1 View added 1 year ago	Rating

It doesn’t matter how many
Days fall in between me pressing
The button. The number always resets
Even when I thought I was doing okay.
Red is the love that seeps from my
Aching arms, ridding my body of the
Memories. Your face still pops up.
...

– by unanimous

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added 1 year ago

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desperation

This won’t be the last time,
You promised me you’d stay
Through the good and bad.
To call when I needed help,
And never stop reminding
You that I love you.
You told me,
You’d stay. You
Said it
Wasn’t the
Last
Time...

– by amelia thoele

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added 1 year ago

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cure

Cure.
the boldness of this
Word sears with power.
the Cure. the thing everyone
Wants, needs. it's the Key.
an answer to all the late nights
screaming, why me?
a Cure.
a placebo for security.
a pill as a friend.
Another light going out.
...

– by unanimous

1 View

added 1 year ago

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