Tightens Poems - Poems about Tightens

...When I met you, you were already a broken vase, sharp shards hidden beneath your cold and distant skin, But I was still whole, believing love was the force that makes two souls forget their unhealed......

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...The weight of the water is heavy in my chest, a force pressing against the ribs. It rises when I don’t expect it, like a flood breaking through cracked, neglected seams. The truck of my memory rumble......

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...Sometimes he’s next to me. Close enough that the air feels different, like something charged is sitting between us. My stomach does that thing, tightens, flutters, not because I like him, not like th......

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...Doctor blinks, breath caught, face goes still. “Oh,” he says, voice sharp, split. Hands tremble near charts, numbers all wrong. Room spins quiet, cold like a grave. Chest tightens, heartbeat thud......

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...Lost in my dream I love laying you on your back, Your head on the pillow, Legs spread, Open and ready. A kiss to your treasure, So wet and warm, While caressing your wet pussy lips With the......

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... In twilight's hush, where shadows play, A paradox reigns, in endless sway, The good perish, while the wicked thrive, In this land, where virtue's brief, and vice survives. Patriots fall, like......

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...The bed is soft, familiar. Not comfort, not really, just known. A sinking, a settling, the weight of existing pressing down, but not enough to break me. The dishes stack in the sink, a quiet ......

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...We wear the wind without knowing who it belonged to before. A coat of yesterday’s anger, today’s kindness sewn in the lining. Faces blur at the edges— the barista is your brother, the strange......

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...My life has always felt ordinary— a quiet rhythm of joy and sorrow, as natural as the changing sky. I tell myself I’m fine, because when I glimpse the stories of others, my own burdens seem li......

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...I was certain. I was sure. I knew what I knew— until I didn’t. A thread pulled, a question I never meant to ask, a whisper splitting at the seams. The more I learn, the less I know. The ......

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...When it's the closest thing to the truth, But not enough to explain. The burden, the weight, the crippling pain. It's not the words that fail me, or the shame that they carry. Or the looks, or ......

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...The banner of hope drapes across my shoulders, once weightless, now a stone-bound chain. Each step scrapes me thinner, a slow retreat, grinding against the wall. Hope was meant to lift me, but......

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...perched upon the gallows beam bathed in the hush of dying light the crow waits, black as the last thought before the noose tightens his voice is gravel and omen a riddle carved in bone a cack......

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...she moves in whispers, a shadow draped in midnight silk, trailing poison kisses in the dark-- a promise, a warning, a lullaby of death. her fingers weave unseen threads, spun from sugared lies......

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...In the hollow stillness of night, Whispers of your laughter linger near, Each echo pierces the weary soul, A dagger thrusts within my chest, A wound that bleeds an endless ache, The wo......

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