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Loving them was like entering a broken house,
whispering I could fix it.
The walls trembled with old pain,
the windows carried cracks deep enough
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Love did not cure the curse.
It could not erase what lived in the blood,
could not silence the shadows breathing beneath the skin.
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Some people grow up surrounded by love.
Their dreams are held by voices that encourage them.
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There are days
when I smile
like everything is fine,
and no one notices
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I loved you in shadows,
where light cannot wound,
where souls burn quietly
unseen.
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I loved you in shadows,
where light could not betray us,
where silence spoke louder
than any promise.
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'The House That Swallowed Me'
I grew up holding keys not mine,
open doors… but I stayed inside.
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I do not remember my sin,
only the weight of their voices
sharp, undeserved,
echoing in a child's chest.
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They didn't remove me for failing,
they removed me for shining
where light feels uncomfortable.
They clap in daylight,
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Love does not bloom
in rooms built on imbalance,
where one is throne and the other
kneels in silence dressed as devotion.
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I love you like night loves a fading breath,
no promises of light, no fear of death.
You are the shadow that holds me near,
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Death does not scream, it knows my name,
it walks in silence, never the same.
Not here to steal, but to remind,
that all we are will soon unwind.
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I cry in silence so pain won't hear,
but sorrow always lingers near.
A broken echo in empty air,
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In the stillness of my hand,
a wounded butterfly chose to stay.
It didn't fly,
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I was cursed before I even understood what love meant.
A demon marked me when I was only a child,
whispering that no heart would ever belong to me
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Today I feel fragile,
and silence weighs more than before.
The hours move slowly around me,
like ghosts dragging chains across an empty floor.
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We are surrounded by people…
and yet more and more souls fall asleep feeling invisible,
like ghosts wandering through brightly lit rooms where nobody truly looks at each other anymore.
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New Girl Dark NewGirlDark Biography
I was not born into light… I was born into the crack. Into that place where love pretends to be eternal while it is already breaking, where promises sound sweet right before turning into poison. I grew up learning that everything that feels safe will eventually fall apart. I became silence when other people's words started to hurt more than emptiness. And inside that silence… I found the only way I could exist: writing. I am not a story of hope. I am a collection of fragments no one ever stayed long enough to hold. I am the messages left on "seen, " the hugs that never return, the looks that promised something that was never real. I write from the bottom of what is never said out loud. From the exact moment love stops being love and becomes an illusion held together by fear. From the wound that smiles so it doesn't disturb anyone. Inside me lives a broken, fierce, inevitable beauty. A beauty that does not heal… but reveals. Because every verse I write is a confession no one asked for, but my soul can no longer keep. I do not seek to be understood. Being understood would be too human for what I become when I write. I only seek not to disappear inside everything that once promised to stay. And if my voice sounds dark… it is because I learned that even night has memory. @NewGirlDark More at: https: //linktr.ee/newgirldark777)
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Rebirth
Loving them was like entering a broken house,
whispering I could fix it.
The walls trembled with old pain,
the windows carried cracks deep enough
to let every storm inside.
Still, I stayed.
I walked carefully through their darkness,
trying not to disturb the ghosts they carried.
I spoke softly, offered calm, lit candles
where there was only shadow.
I turned my love into warmth,
hoping tenderness could heal
what life had shattered long before I arrived.
And for a while,
I truly believed love was enough.
I believed patience could mend wounds.
I believed loyalty could silence fear.
I believed if I loved deeply enough,
gently enough,
completely enough,
they would finally feel safe inside themselves.
So I gave everything.
I gave sleepless nights spent holding their pain
like it was my own.
I gave pieces of my soul
to fill the emptiness inside theirs.
I ignored my own exhaustion
because watching them suffer
hurt more than breaking myself apart quietly.
I became a shelter
while forgetting I needed one too.
And slowly,
without realizing it,
I disappeared inside the ruins I was trying to rebuild.
My light dimmed.
My voice softened into silence.
My own wounds went untouched
while I kept bandaging theirs with bleeding hands.
I broke trying to hold them,
until one day I looked at myself
and didn't recognize me anymore.
There was a stranger staring back in the mirror,
someone tired, hollow, fading.
Someone who had confused self-sacrifice with love
for far too long.
Leaving felt like tearing my own heart open.
Because even damaged love leaves roots behind.
Even painful memories
can still feel sacred when they once held your happiness.
I mourned them.
I mourned the future I imagined.
I mourned the version of myself
who believed I could save someone
simply by loving them enough.
But somewhere inside the grief,
a quiet truth began to grow.
Loving deeply was never the mistake.
The mistake was abandoning myself
while trying to rescue someone
who was not ready to heal.
Love should not require becoming a ghost
inside your own life.
It should not ask you to bleed endlessly
to prove your devotion.
And slowly,
I began returning to myself.
I started rebuilding the pieces
I once gave away so freely.
I learned how to sit alone
without feeling empty.
I learned that peace is not coldness,
and boundaries are not cruelty.
Some mornings still ache with memory,
but the pain no longer owns me.
Now I walk strong,
free of resentment,
carrying lessons instead of bitterness.
Because despite everything,
I do not regret loving with my whole heart.
In a world that fears vulnerability,
there is still something beautiful
about caring deeply enough to try.
But now my love begins with me too.
Now I bloom from the ruins,
slowly, quietly, beautifully.
Not as the person who once begged to be chosen,
but as someone finally learning
their own soul deserves tenderness too.
And after all the chaos,
all the heartbreak,
all the nights spent drowning inside someone else's darkness…
I finally became home within myself.
@newgirldark
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'Love cannot exist where one dominates and the other disappears.' @newgirldark
'You are the shadow that holds me near, a silent salvation only darkness can hear.' @newgirldark
"I cry in silence so pain won't hear, but sorrow always lingers near." @newgirldark
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