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Check sunflowersippin's Instagram i must bleed to start the healing .
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i must bleed to start the healing . . . . . . . . . #poetry #poem #poems #poet #poetsofig #poetsofinstagram #writersofinstagram #writer #creativewriting #forgiveness #poemsporn #poetryporn

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Check grimm_allan_poe's Instagram repost via @instarepost20 from @slankington
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repost via @instarepost20 from @slankington 😎😎😎😎😎 — SlanK #SLANKington @slankington @slankington @slankington 📖 ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------- #poetry #quotes #poem #writerslife #qotd #love #spilledink #lovequote #poetrycommunity #wordgasm #literature #lovepoem #prose #hiphop #poetsofinstagram #words #mustread #wordswithkingso #philosophy #relationshipgoals #lightworker #wordstoliveby #creativewriting #storyofmylife #word #wordsofwisdom #wordporn #wordup

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Check thisislink's Instagram "I try to filter through the noise". Why? I find eventually much like this poem, the noise becomes so small I can almost ignore it. 1456302629721666988_13176585

"I try to filter through the noise". Why? I find eventually much like this poem, the noise becomes so small I can almost ignore it.

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Check lostidiots_'s Instagram @bad_brahmin @anjankartejas 1456302406081886779_4666513908

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Check solitude_meets_tranquility's Instagram I wish to wake up to such beautiful mornings every day
It is good like this, in your arms it will be heaven!
Like the sunrays, kiss my cheeks
Like the morning breeze, whisper in my ears
Let us make love on the empty benches
Let us walk in the garden of eden
Hold my hand, not that I may fall...
Hold,because part or full, I am your all
Let us be invisible to the world
Let only these flowers,sea, breeze, sun and meadows know our story
~FZ
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I wish to wake up to such beautiful mornings every day It is good like this, in your arms it will be heaven! Like the sunrays, kiss my cheeks Like the morning breeze, whisper in my ears Let us make love on the empty benches Let us walk in the garden of eden Hold my hand, not that I may fall... Hold,because part or full, I am your all Let us be invisible to the world Let only these flowers,sea, breeze, sun and meadows know our story ~FZ ------------------------------------ #poem#poetsofinstagram #poetsofindia#wordporn#wordgasm#ig_myshot#morning#sunrays#beautiful#nature#ig_capture#instagram#igramming_india#storiesofindia#indiaclicks#ig_today#undiscovered_india#desi_diaries#india_gram#indiapictures#photographylover#photographyeveryday#_soi#_coi#_soimumbai#photographersofindia#mumbai_igers

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Check cmepoetry's Instagram The view is, indeed, quite lovely from the other side. 28. 1456301873421936224_4348707386

The view is, indeed, quite lovely from the other side. 28.

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Check thephotodiary's Instagram • Variations on the Word Touch •

Once in grade 3 you tried to fake your own death thinking
Your mother might stop sending
You to your swimming lessons, 
Where the instructor's hands supporting your belly slid up
Towards your still absent breasts. .
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When a stranger's palm rub against your adolescent thighs,
You think perhaps the bus is too crowded. .
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You stop going to parties after
That one time someone slipped a drug into your drink
And the next morning you woke up shivering – 
Equally from cold as from shame –
In an alien bed.
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And after the second date when with your high school sweetheart
Your best friend says, "Tell me everything!"
You tell her everything except
How his powerful grip against your waist
Inadvertently carried you to the summer of your fourteenth birthday,
When you woke up a little after midnight
To find yourself pinned under the weight of your uncle;
His rude fingers fondling your body.
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For twenty long years you wrap your memories of touch
In a cloth reeking of fear. 
Yours – when you heard a lawyer in a theatre ask the victim, "But did you enjoy it?"
Your family's – when they cruelly camouflaged abuse in forgetfulness.
Your neighbour's – who killed themselves on account of somebody else's savagery. .
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An entire bedspread of fear
Hemmed at the sides with threads of silence.
As you replace the unfeeling blade by the bed slide
You think, this too is a variation on the word Touch.

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Too often, too many children are sexually abused, harassed, molested; at home, or outside, in India and in rest of the world. 
A few thoughts – sex abuse is not gendered; molestation should not be something that brings shame the victim; and to suppress an abuse is to perpetuate the crime. 
#mentalhealthovereverything
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• Variations on the Word Touch • Once in grade 3 you tried to fake your own death thinking Your mother might stop sending You to your swimming lessons, Where the instructor's hands supporting your belly slid up Towards your still absent breasts. . . When a stranger's palm rub against your adolescent thighs, You think perhaps the bus is too crowded. . . You stop going to parties after That one time someone slipped a drug into your drink And the next morning you woke up shivering – Equally from cold as from shame – In an alien bed. . . And after the second date when with your high school sweetheart Your best friend says, "Tell me everything!" You tell her everything except How his powerful grip against your waist Inadvertently carried you to the summer of your fourteenth birthday, When you woke up a little after midnight To find yourself pinned under the weight of your uncle; His rude fingers fondling your body. . . For twenty long years you wrap your memories of touch In a cloth reeking of fear. Yours – when you heard a lawyer in a theatre ask the victim, "But did you enjoy it?" Your family's – when they cruelly camouflaged abuse in forgetfulness. Your neighbour's – who killed themselves on account of somebody else's savagery. . . An entire bedspread of fear Hemmed at the sides with threads of silence. As you replace the unfeeling blade by the bed slide You think, this too is a variation on the word Touch. ______ Too often, too many children are sexually abused, harassed, molested; at home, or outside, in India and in rest of the world. A few thoughts – sex abuse is not gendered; molestation should not be something that brings shame the victim; and to suppress an abuse is to perpetuate the crime. #mentalhealthovereverything . . . .

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