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poems from 08102023-16102023 {bash the overthinking waterwheel}

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  8/10/2023 - 11:43 PM wish // forever i wish now would last forever i wish forever would come faster i wished we would last forever i wish forever lasted longer i wish you could wait forever i wish forever yon didn't have to i wish i could see forever i wish forever didn't blind me i wish i'1l he yours forever i wish forever treats us kindly {i'm not fond of wishing, it's hopeless and pointless and disconnects me from the responsibility of having to do things to get the reward. regardless, bash writes, and bash logs. for the record though, i am quite fond of this poem}

Love letters to you [2] {bash the shameless pt.1}

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To you I'd write to you all day if i could, but i've got a life to live. i don't think you care about that though cuz no matter what im doing you just creep into my head like it's yours (it is) I can't stop thinking about you, (obviously because if i could i'd be studying) i smelled your scent earlier today and it caught me off guard like it always does. I'm at student center at the lounge where remember us hugging first. (albeit my memory is horrible, so we probably hugged before that but im almost certain this was before we started dating.) I miss your contact , your physical presence around me, and even just the security and closure of having you. I wish i could hug you again I wish i could go back home again. Love, Your bash. 29/10{2022}

poems from 011023-300923 {the blue footed superman}

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  01/10/2023 - 11:19 PM the year remembers after long semptembers to wake up sober and welcome october summer stumbles out slouched while spring strides in with pride blue skies behind white clouds oh how glad i am to be alive {27/10/2023: i just realized i spelled september wrong, and that autumn comes after summer, not spring...}

Love letters to you [1] {the perfume}

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  To you,     You're always on my mind, whether i like it or not, so i thought that if i'll always be writing, i might as well be writing to you.     Everything has been reminding me of you and how you said we're so linked to each other. Today we both had to take cirrus pills cuz we both got out allergies. kinda dumb coincidence.     I didn't like that song you put on today, "Toba, Abdelhalim Hafez" the lyrics made it seem like you're giving up, although I know you aren't, cuz of the other songs like "Ya tara, bahaa sultan", which, btw is an amazing song, one of the few arabic songs that ig are actually nice.     my mom wore your perfume today, she keeps finding it no matter how much i hide it, it's crazy how that smell takes me right back to you. I've been thinking of dowsing my pillow in your perfume so i go to sleep in your scent but i'd have to do that some other night because i told hamid about the perfume.     I kept making ...

poems from 240923-300923 {untitled}

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  24/09/2023 - 11:30 PM comfort is the lover of stagnance and pain is the killer of pains why, then is the unfamiliar being so familiarly strange success is bred from hardships and the beaten has so much to gain tell that to all the "people" who cheat through their domains

lost childhoods

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  in the depths of darkness, you'll find an oasis of growth. a place where children learn to learn and build moments they'll cherish forever. a place to burn time but have genuine, harmless, and fruitful fun. where did that go? when did the kids stop waiting to grow up? when did the divide between childhood and adulthood become merely financial and responsibility-based? when did kids decide to stop being kids and actually stopped? it's painful because it's not in our hands, but it will soon be. we need to do better, somehow.