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#65

A room that is no more

jreeves<3

Feb 27, 2025

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There’s a chair in the corner, never used

Paint tubes emptied

Lingerie tossed carelessly

Stickers on my closet doors

And poetry hastily taped along my walls

All things I’ll be leaving

A reflection of who I always was and will be

Along walls, pictures of youth plastered

Now packed in boxes

Hidden from my sight

Growing up is a terrifying fright

Leaving the comfort of the known behind

Countries I will cross

My material pleasures lost.

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Table of Contents

#2 The Rage Inside

#3 Young And Free

#5 A Colorless World

#6 Listen to Me

#8 Why'd You Leave Me?

#9 Bleeding Hearts

#11 Poisoned Love

#12 Tainted Innocence

#15 The Monster

#17 Invisible Me

#19 Smile For Me

#20 If I Were To Die Today

#22 Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder

#23 My adventure

#24 Nothing But dreams

#25 The horror of my love

#26 kaleidoscope

#28 I just want you

#29 These Words Burned My Throat

#30 I stand in silence in a world full of you

#31 In Lana We Stand

#32 Irrevocably and hopelessly addicted to you

#33 Can you stitch me up?

#34 Oh God i'm in love

#35 The art of one night stands

#36 I think i'm done

#37 Red nail polish

#38 Desire to rest

#39 In my divorced dads playlist era

#40 My golden god

#42 I think there's a toad in my throat

#43 Ought to try

#44 Think of me as often as I do you

#45 Just fucking get out of my head already

#46 My supernova

#47 I need to stop thinking of you

#48 Turned twice away but back again

#49 Lust or Love

#51 My sneakers are rotting and tearing at the seams

#52 October, November, December

#53 If I stop, how will I ever move again?

#54 Stringing me along

#55 his little lost love of mine

#56 sweetened despair

#57 To the bugs living rent free

#58 A thief of hearts

#59 The righteous path to girlhood is by fatherly neglect

#60 This Is The Last Poem

#61 That wasn't the last issue

#62 I fear a burnout grows near

#64 i can't stop writing poetry cause bad things keep happening

#65 A room that is no more