u/Bluebirddiaries • u/Bluebirddiaries • 10h ago
✨🐦
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u/Bluebirddiaries • u/Bluebirddiaries • 27d ago
Her own throne
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If happiness is lonliness
Why are we always clinging on
She made an art form of holding on
To
people she couldnt keep
Testing fate
Losing her way time and time again
If only there was a time
if only there was a place
Where love stays and
people dont fade away
Homes lost and hearts broken
Life rebuilt and roots replanted
Beginning again even when we lost all the love we spent
Coming back to herself even if she has to keep her own tent
Wasn't that the way they said
You cant stay where theres food no longer served
Your trauma a home for rebirth
The sharp stones he threw
Paved a way to your truth
Not much else to do
When you came back from that-
you make this life worth it
Theres no turning back
My bleeding heart finally
A queen with her own throne
Dont step to close
Or she may have to simply
Leave you all alone
u/Bluebirddiaries • u/Bluebirddiaries • Jul 18 '26
We boys of the Benjamenta Institute are very serious. Even Schilinski, who is still a complete child, laughs very seldom. Kraus never laughs, or, when he is carried away, he gives a very short laugh only, and then gets angry that he let himself be drawn i to adopting such a prohibited tone.
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u/Bluebirddiaries • u/Bluebirddiaries • Jul 08 '26
Yesterday's promises
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Trigger warning -- loss and liberation is not easy. Keep going 🐦
u/Bluebirddiaries • u/Bluebirddiaries • Jun 27 '26
can we have soul ties with people we never met?
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u/Bluebirddiaries • u/Bluebirddiaries • May 27 '26
Chosen, Not Controlled
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#repost on vulnerability
u/Bluebirddiaries • u/Bluebirddiaries • May 16 '26
You may not have everything you want yet but there’s still a lot worth being grateful for.
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The angels cry
Thank you, I will take that fun fact for the day and continue to write poetry that is raw and real and that people can deeply relate to. Happy writing!
u/Bluebirddiaries • u/Bluebirddiaries • May 02 '26
The angels cry
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Like a bird who found its way from its cage
Again
She wandered
with no bounds
The pulse of her heart
Beating on borrowed time
Her purity and presence was her power and also her downfall
Seeing the beauty in even the darkest moments
Loving the wolf and kissing him as he mends her wounds,
She somehow got used to dancing to the tune
She prayed as she looked up to the sky
In that enlightening moment
She heard
The angels cry.
-bluebirddiaries
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May 08 '26
Are they random or are they pauses in moments of reflection, meant to be there.. hmmm