The Waiting Room ⊹ ࣪ ˖
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collecting beautiful fragments — of songs, of images, of days 🌟
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〰️〰️〰️ ̟ ⊹ I don't know who needs to hear this right now but
𐔌 . ⋮ it's totally okay to reach out for help .ᐟ ֹ ₊ ꒱
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📼📼📼 I love finding beauty
📼📼📼 in everyday things
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🤩𓂃 . 𐑞 I still wish for you ︶ ⟢
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© Conan Gray —
"Eleven Eleven"
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today's date 🌠
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Despair coloured me blue — my veins are bursting, the blood's flowing.
Holding onto the invisible traces of your footsteps, I'm caged in the grief.
Only left by my soulmate, I discovered a place to store all of the longing —
A little heart behind my ribs, a petite burden buried underneath.

It's freezing in my bones, and purple patterns stain my skin —
The first snowflakes during an otherwise apocalyptic scene.
My tears pause mid-air, not having reached my chin.
I should stand up but how do I find the courage to leave?

I made a pledge to stay true to whom I loved but is it still in force?
I trusted the process, being blindly led away from the light of the sun.
How can we live on a planet and call it wonderful when there's divorce?
How can we ignore the constant shifting of what can truly define love?

You can leave your other half to struggle, to burn down in the flames,
And watch, watch it all from above, imagining yourself as the god.
You may think you're the strongest but do you think you are just as brave?
I'm an atheist but this planet is not a place where a soul like me belongs.

Despair coloured me blue but it's a natural process — a simple response.
Holding onto the invisible traces of your footsteps, I'm still in disbelief.
Only left by my soulmate, I know what my body desires, and needs to, and wants:
A beating heart behind my ribs, a petite organ buried underneath.

11.11.2025
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🪁🪁 Just in case: I'm okay,
🪁🪁 I've just been listening to too many sad songs lately
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🌟 𐔌🎧𐦯 🔤🔤🔤🔤🔤
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☦️☦️☦️☦️☦️☦️
🌟🌟🌟 so, since the songs I
🌟🌟🌟 listen to play a huge
🌟🌟🌟 role in this space, I have finally decided to tell you a bit more about what I really like when it comes to music (artists, genres, and songs)
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🎸🐘🌰🐰🐘🐌
⭐️pop ⭐️alternative ⭐️jazz ⭐️art rock ⭐indie ⭐️indie folk

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⭐️Conan Gray, ⭐️Gracie Abrams, ⭐️Laufey, ⭐️Radiohead, ⭐️Cigarettes After Sex, ⭐️Cavetown, ⭐️Bleachers, ⭐️Alec Benjamin, ⭐️Olivia Rodrigo, ⭐️Phoebe Bridgers, ⭐️Harry Styles, ⭐️Ariana Grande, ⭐️Lana Del Ray, ⭐️beabadoobee, ⭐️Billie Eilish, ⭐️Sydney Rose, ⭐️Земфира, ⭐️Sasha Alex Sloan, ⭐️Mitski, ⭐️Devon Gabriella, ⭐️Maisie Peters, ⭐️The Paper Kites, ⭐️Chappel Roan, ⭐️Lizzy McAlpine, ⭐Liv Romano, ⭐️grentperez, ⭐️AURORA, ⭐️Cults

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⭐️My World — Conan Gray
⭐️Too Little, Too Late — Laufey
⭐️Subterranean Homesick Alien
— Radiohead
⭐️Merry Christmas, Please Don't Call
— Bleachers
⭐️We Hug Now — Sydney Rose
⭐️Hard To Sleep — Gracie Abrams
⭐️Sweet — Cigarettes After Sex
⭐️When We Were Younger —
grentperez, Cavetown
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The charged distance between us,
The weight of a thousand whispers.
You say I'm not defined by my memories.
Your love has to be a sweet remedy.

You don't try to fix me but you hold my hand.
And in every battle you helped me withstand,
Your love was the armour keeping me safe
And the home I could go to at the end of the day.

Your kindness is my guide, my North Star,
Leading me back to you, into your arms.
And it never matters how far I will go:
My feet still remember the real way home.

#poems@waitrm
12.11.2025
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🤩🤩🤩 🔤🔤🔤🔤
🤩🤩🤩 🤩🤩🤩

Your eyes are the colour of the sky on a clear day,
The same colour as the most beautiful forget-me-nots,
The same colour as the ocean's gentle waves,
The same ones as Neptune, and for that I have a soft spot.

I can imagine them boring into mine from the other end of the room,
We'll make eye contact — and a new painting will maybe be born.
I'll let them be my lighthouse when the universe is punished by doom,
And I'll be the land that refuses to give up without causing a storm.

Your eyes are brighter than all the blue moons (can they beat the sunlight?)
You're a real diamond hidden in a river of identical grains of sand —
The real gold in the water, as it seems, doesn't always have to be bright
But common people like chasing fast wins, so they won't understand.

I wish I was an artist so I could capture the universe hidden deeply within
These beautiful eyes, and the marvellous soul behind them as well.
Words fail to be enough but immortalising you is a true need,
And I'll try till the end of my days, shall it bring me to heaven or hell.

🔤🔤🔤🔤🔤
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📹📹one day, I'll start making
📹📹a student's film that will lead to my being chased and driven insane by a tall faceless entity but you aren't nerdy enough to understand
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🌟🌟pov: it's snowing outside,
🌟 and you're just sitting near the fireplace with a warm cup of tea in hand and your cat in your lap
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☆ ᪔ I don't want to live a boring life: my spirit is way too adventurous 🤩
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🤩◟ `` ⸝⸝⠀˒ 🔤olcano ◞ ☆
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The sun will warm my soul, and the wind will soothe the pieces,
The moon's faint timid rays will attempt to stitch me up.
My body is just a massive puzzle with some details missing,
And it all will be thrown back out as soon as the volcano erupts.
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I thought I was safe diving deep into the blue waters of the ocean —
Little did I know there was a shark hiding there, quiet and watchful.
Was I punished for my everloving heart and its deep devotion?
A step on the mine buried in sand — and I was killed by the explosion.
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Walls were built around me and, centuries later, a new volcano grew,
And all pieces of me stayed hidden in between the molten rocks...
You'll meet me again, if the Earth shatters and the lava breaks through,
And you'll know I've arrived if, one day, you hear three lengthy knocks.

15.08.2025 — 25.11.2025
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⭐️⋆°𖦹 🔤he 🔤irst 🔤reath ✩.ᐟ
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The first breath of fresh air always feels freeing after you nearly drown.
One thing I've learnt about myself is that I lie when I say I can swim.
Not every story ends with a prince or a princess being handed the crown,
But I saw a hand reaching out to me, so, perhaps, there's a beauty in it?
── .✦
With your chocolate brown eyes getting lost in the darkness, you wander,
Like a cat, and, deep inside, — we both know it — you are just as sweet.
The rhythm of your heart behind your classy black suit makes me ponder,
"What if there's an alternative ending, what if there's a reason to live?"
── .✦
Your softness soaks in every single word you say, making it sound fair.
You're an artist, is there a chance you could paint what will happen to us?
I know, for that, darling, I'll get at least a thousand whispers and glares.
It's not my fault you moved me deeply; we have so many things to discuss.
── .✦
Your sharp brain, your flawless jokes, your stunning face — your attire as a whole
Did something to my head, messed up my thoughts but gave me sleep
After many nights spent awake, illuminated only by the moon's glow.
For once in years, I've finally been allowed to step back for a second and breathe.

── .✦
🔤'm handing you the keys to my secret garden, to the gates from my heart.
🔤ook around and make yourself at home — this may actually be a new start.
🔤ou're free to stay for minutes, hours, even days, as long as we stay smart.

25.11.2025
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🌟🌟🌟 🔤rélude ׅ 𝄂𝄚𝅦𝄚𝄞𝅄ㅤ
🌟🌟🌟 🔤🔤🔤🔤🔤
Tes yeux sont comme un chocolat chaud.
Peut-être, c'est un vrai cadeau
Pour mon anniversaire ou pour Noël.
Dis-moi que ça ne sera pas être temporaire.
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Je t'aime tellement, je suis aux anges.
C'est comme une très belle danse.
Je rentrais chez moi et le naige tombait.
Le vingt-six novembre, un jour parfait...
── ⟢ ・⸝⸝
Ça, je n’oublierai pas, je te le permets.
Nous sommes ensemble sous la lumière,
Éclairés par les rayons du soleil ou de la lune...
J'espère que ce n'est que le prélude.

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𝅄 ݁ ⏜ ꒰ choose a picture and let the wise cup of tea tell you something ꒱ ── ๑ ֹ ₊ㅤ ۟
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