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My Thoughts
Deens, There is so much I want to say to you. Part of me feels like it's way too late. Part of me hopes that it's not. I've been thinking about so much about my life, my feelings, what I've been through,
Devin Swift
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Journal Entry - May 3, 2024
I'm always thinking about myself. From my perspective. Always negative about everyone else. Never what they're going through. What's happened to me? What happened. Why am I like this. Just out for myself. Never giving. Always thinking about what other's "owe&
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my third letter
~~March 22, 2025 Hey Deens. I wanted to let you know that I'll be flying to thailand April 14th. I'm coming because I want to see you. You mean the world to me. I'd really like to see you, talk to you, and all
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Spring Time Woes
It truly is sad. Sitting here. In rainy Spring Rob's wedding in on Saturday in 2 days I've never felt so alone in my life Well, maybe I have. But this is different. I used to be comforted by being alone when I was younger. I&
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your lie
our beings are so much like arima kousei and my miyazono kaori. you are such an enigma.
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they asked: why do you love her?
as if love can be dissected and neatly categorized like items on a list. they wanted me to talk about your eyes or your smile or your voice but the truth is i never needed a reason to love you it's simply a part of me you see
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i wonder if you read my writing
would you find it interesting? would you dissect the meaning behind it? would you read it more than once? would it get boring to you? i may not have much writing experience, but i like to think i make up for it in emotion. in storytelling (maybe not so much
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Deens..
poetry
i fell for you the moment i saw you
without truly knowing i fell i fell for your way of thinking your beautiful perception of the world your beauty that ignites flames within me your intelligence in which awes me your kindness that warms my heart but none of that is truly why i fell for you your soul
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Notes Things
So many thoughts racing through my mind I can breathe again yet feel so empty inside You gave me substance but my mind was too worn that I got lost Lost in the fog finding my way Chasing the dream I once envisioned for us Feeling trapped by past regrets
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you told me that you can live without me now
is this even poetry
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Ramblings
You broke up with me not too long ago. I ask myself why like I didn't know.. I know I wasn't there. I know I hurt you. I know.. but I tried sticking it out. Why can't you? Why can't people stick