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The Cup That Cracked in Her Hands: A Poem About Heartbreak That Refuses to Heal
There are few pains as sharp and strange as heartbreak. It isn’t just about a
September 22, 2025
There are few pains as sharp and strange as heartbreak. It isn’t just about a
There’s a kind of magic that only reveals itself at night. When the world goes
Sadness doesn’t always come with chaos. Sometimes, it’s just a stillness. A heaviness behind the
When someone goes missing, time doesn’t just pass—it stretches, warps, and weighs down the soul.
Disability is not weakness—it’s another version of strength. A quiet, resilient, everyday kind of strength
There’s a kind of horror in how ordinary the world can seem seconds before tragedy.
Some pain doesn’t have a cause you can point to. It isn’t tied to one
Depression doesn’t always show itself through tears. Sometimes it wears a mask. Sometimes it shows
Not all love is fireworks. Sometimes, the most powerful love is the quietest—the one that
