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pinkspacelemons
@pinkspacelemons
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author - musician - awkward human
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2018-03-15 20:47
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pinkspacelemons
poetry
2018-04-09 00:46
raindrops
its like a sigh but not of relief a sigh of wonder of curiosity its like looking at the world through another lens living inside a raindrop a life about to end but what do i do when i hit the ground? what
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pinkspacelemons
poetry
2018-04-09 00:41
crushed
should i repaint this canvas or keep it the same should i find out if this will ever be the same if i speak my mind you could say no but if i don’t then i’ll never know well i guess this could be true
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pinkspacelemons
poetry
2018-04-09 00:35
loving you is like loving a dandelion
soft tumbling down another hill of all of our dreams grass in your hair and your hand in mine but then suddenly its over how you just blow into the air and all of these feelings dont mean anything and
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pinkspacelemons
poetry
2018-03-19 06:44
sending messages to the dark
it was supposed to be anonymous no one was supposed to know but i’ve slipped to far under now and i dont know where to go i’ve never been in love before and i don’t know what to do now that i’ve told you
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pinkspacelemons
poetry
2018-03-16 23:26
bruises
there are so many types of bruises there are the ones from bullies from the people who say your worthless those bruises don’t matter but the bruises from those you love no matter how small they are those
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pinkspacelemons
poetry
2018-03-16 10:14
Seeing Things In The Dark
The dark is always a scary place. What could be there? What could be hiding? When we were younger we would play games with creatures in the dark. Sometimes I still see them. The dark is filled with monsters,
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pinkspacelemons
childhood
2018-03-16 07:59
The Step
Echoes of a scream were all they heard Evoking an utter silence, as if the last song had been sung The scream wasn’t just a scream, it was an ear piercing screech One resting in hell would sound the same
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pinkspacelemons
poetry
2018-03-16 07:53
Eulogy to Sanity
Blind as a bat I stumbled through the frost bitten fog of memory into something unfamiliar Every time that I heard that lilt, that subtle sorrow and hurt I felt a little bit lighter I wrote and I cherished
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pinkspacelemons
introductions
2018-03-16 07:48
Introduction To Me
Hello. My name is Charlie. I write short stories and poetry that are mainly about relationships and mental health. I enjoy music, space, art and flowers, so these are common themes in my work. Sometimes
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