Have You Ever Had A Crush? Have You Ever Felt A Rush? Makes My Heart Stop, She Didn't Even Blush And
Have you ever had a crush? Have you ever felt a rush? Makes my heart stop, she didn't even blush And I got a crush Oh man I got a crush Got a psychedelic dagger in my heart, tell the paramedics to rush
I hate crushes, I cover bruises with paintbrushes Pour it all in the music now that my bank's ruptured
She never texts me, she never texts me, she never texts me Never texts me, she never texts me, forgot to text me
Well I guess we accept the ones that neglect us And my moms say that we disrespect the ones that perfect us And try to protect us
I really hope that you get this My thoughts are weighin' me down My neck can't handle the necklace Your father says that I'm reckless, I didn't cause all that wreckage
had to give you this message I wrote it straight from the soul and it didn't make sense to text it So I snuck up in your room, put it on your shoulder and in return You sent me back a restraining order.
Jaden - let it breath
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Kırık bir kütük olduğunu bildiğin sürece, neden her seferinde ona yaslanıyorsun?
| Aron Wiesenfeld
“And if the devil were to ever see you, he’d kiss your eyes and repent." - Farouq Jwaydeh
Between you and me
Between you and me there are summer nights, a melody that I secretly dedicate to you, a series of flirtatious poems and the darkness of the night. Between you and me there are endless streets and roads full of strangers Between you and me there are night stars, winter storms, autumn winds, and spring flowers Between you and me there is the nostalgia of September, The crushes of December and The January drunkards. There are whispers and shadows between us And stories that can't be told with words
Between you and me, are the poisoned arrows of lovers.
Let me rest on your chest
Because I'm tired, just like you. let my name, address, who I am and my past years…all drown in our silence. Behind this door, a storm is chasing me, a dark winter is suffocating me, and the feet of the night are crushing me. I have no lover, nor a house to protect me from the flood. The winds of doubt carried me to you. So, shall I rest a little on your chest?
Or should I go back to my sorrows?
The Rain
By sea...towards another space, shaking off my dust. Forgetting my name, the names of plants, and the history of trees.. Escaping from this sun that flogs me with its boredom... Fleeing from cities that slept for centuries under the feet of the moon.. Leaving behind me eyes made of glass and a sky made of stone. I will not go back to the sun... for I now belong to the rainstorms.
by: Nizar Qabbani
I want to write a letter of resignation,
a letter in which I apologize for not being able to fulfill my duties to others and to myself. To be said that he/she was here, but they left and never came back.
I want everyone to wait for me, without ever returning.
Painting by - Martin Brado
Olsun...
Deniz sen ol, ve ilk boğulan ben olacağım.
sen varış noktasısın, ve ilk gelen benim.
ev ol, ve ilk yaşayan ben olacağım.
şiir ol, ve ilk dinleyen benim.
Ne olursan ol,
ve sahip olduğum her şeyle senin olacağım.
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