Poems from kaara
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i want to kiss you
but i have a thousand reasons why
i stop at a hug
sometimes i just want to say “fuck it”
but if i kiss you
that...
I am 18 and not in love yet, because being in love is a lot like a car crash, a train wreck, a labyrinth in which I do not find solace in...
write because you have something to say
write because the flow of ink is like a stream of never-ending thought,
write because it feels...
i used to think that god listened to me when i prayed at night,my knees stained with remorse as i kneeled by my bedside
desperately...
parentheses
parenthetical thoughts never expressed
repressed like sexual urges in children too young to know
what sex is
what an urge is
or...