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rumin8 Aug 2021
its the fear of being understood,
that welcomes dread.

its the shadows of doubt,
that fuels the inevitable regret,
which burns away of what could be.

flames that scorch,
instead of balminess.

until it becomes futile,  
of being fully realized,
with a whole 'nother.
closeted melodramatic lesbian strikes again!
rumin8 Oct 2020
eat without tasting,
speak without talking,
scream without hearing,
feel without breathing.

draw without strokes.
sing without notes.

living but delay,
floating like a dream - far away.
quarantine taking a toll. lol.
rumin8 Apr 2020
temptation is sweet
careful not to take too much
it'll come out as sh*t

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