BLACK IS NOT SAD IT'S POETIC

baby, i'm no poet but for you i'd burn out all the stars to write you a novel

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Rana Reski

Student of President University majoring in Banking and Finance batch 2016 and a museum full of art.

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Talk is Cheap

My lips are violent screams of tender "you don't love me back."
My hands, they are soft sung lullabies about my graveyards that are beds of my ex lovers.
And my body, it burns. It smells like heritating hands that are not quite sure about holding it yet.
So is my feet. It is tired. Of all the dreams it needs to chase. Mostly nightmares. And so it goes.

You asked, what is the scariest part?

I answer;

the scariest part is not the feeling of loneliness or the darkness that fills you despite the looming pain of emptiness.

The scariest part is the realization that you have lost yourself completely sinking in as you lay awake at 2 am because you lost the ability to sleep and you can't even cry because you don't even care.

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Milk and Honey

"how is it so easy for you to be kind to people" he asked.

milk and honey dripped from lips as I answered.

"cause people have not been kind to me"

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