• Alex Antally

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She wrote about you, on every bus stop she came across, on the subway somewhere in downtown Manhattan, on top of the Empire State Building, on that sidewalk in Queens, she wrote about you, wishing you were her last stop, and somewhere deep down in that pure heart, she knew you would shut down before the city does. Therefore you never found any of the poems she wrote, it took a lover to take a whole entire city in their heart, how does it feel to be truly loved by a stranger who may never feel the way you do, could this feeling so true, so blue, leads us to something magnificent- you.

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- Alex Antally 🌸

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It used to hurt, she whispered in his ear. Now it doesn’t, I don’t feel anything... they took it all! I’m a black canvas filled with color, just not mine... I belong to the world that painted a smile

No ending

we have no ending You and I even with a said goodbye our wounds keep mending until we break each others hearts I wonder why for all my life we do this every time - Alex Antally 🌸


she texted again yet another early morning nobody needed a warning it was for attention with bad intention getting herself involved in a situation she didn’t even need to be apart of a poem she doesn’