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The Final Mirror. (Reflection)
He was a good man.An emotionally stunted man, yes — but not cruel. Not careless. Just… afraid of being alone.And I loved him. For years, I tried to be enough to fill that bottomless well of emptiness he carried.But the truth? I was drowning in it. I didn’t leave because I stopped caring. I left…
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Slim Pickings By MissT. (Today’s feelings)
Today, an ex contacted me out of the blue—same old charm, same old script. He offered nothing but a reminder of the woman I used to be. I’ve grown since then. This poem is what came next. Slim Pickingsby MissT He came back with the same old line,A flicker of charm, soaked in slime.“Friends with…
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Chapter 8. 30s part 3. The Holiday He Hijacked. By MissT
30’s (part 3) This was supposed to be a break. A breather from the chaos, a chance to just be—me and my girls, soaking up sunshine and safety. But what do you do when the past flies out to meet you? When the person you escaped decides you don’t get to walk away? This is…
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Lay Down With Me on the Mountain. by Miss T. (Poem)
Lay down with me on the mountain,listen to the larks—singing high in branches,nestling in the bark. Look upon the sunset,until the sky grows dim.Smell the flowers in the meadow,watch the wild ole river brim. Feel the earth between your toeswhen the long, hard day is done. Feel the air rise though your lungs with nature…
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Where Lonely Meets Despair. by Miss T. (POEM)
In the hush of night, I reached for you—in the twilight,where lonelymeets despair.Where regretkisses soft as rainagainst the aching corners of the heart. But you—you were gone.A ghost in memory,a whisper in time.A fleeting guestin a house never meant to last. Not everyone is built to stay.Some arrive as lessons,some as reminders—of what love is…
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You Never Had Me
(Today’s events) He was always there—lurking like a shadow that refused to fade. Every time I dipped a toe back into the dating world, his name appeared. Familiar. Predictable. Married. He never changed his profile picture. Never changed his status. Just floated there like a ghost in the machine, waiting. Reaching out with the same…
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I Found Her
I Found HerBy MissT. (POEM) I searched for her in quiet rooms,In soft goodbyes and half-lit moons.In lovers’ eyes and broken vows,In dreams I lost but kept somehow. I looked for her in words unsaid,In tears I swallowed back instead.In all the things I tried to be—For those who never noticed me. She wasn’t in…
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The Girl Love Forgot
By MissT. ( Poem) Today’s piece is personal.It’s about the echoes I’ve lived through—family, men, silence, survival.If it stirs something in you, that’s no accident. We’re not alone in this. My father left when I was young,But still his words stay on my tongue.Not warm, not kind, not full of grace—Just silence cold, or harsh…
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Thanks for the Inspiration (Even If You Didn’t Mean To) By MissT
This morning, someone told me I was stuck in a dream of “lamentation.”That I should stop the drama, forget the past, and move on.All because I’ve been writing about my truth, my healing, and my journey. Here’s what I’ve learned:Some people aren’t ready for your voice.Not because it’s wrong—But because it reminds them of things…
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An ode To J
“You Came to Me a Boy”By MissT. (POEM) I didn’t know love.Not the kind that stays,not the kind that doesn’t askfor blood in return. I didn’t know it could be easy,until you. Every blade that had lived in my chest,every betrayal I stitched into my skin,melted when you walked in—light, laughing,alive. You were so young.So…
