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In the Dark without a Moon
Our mentalities are separate,
cautious.
We are of simple minds,
of hardened hearts,
not yet ready to believe in each other-
in ourselves.
And above, a black midnight
Reflected brilliantly upon the water;
a pool of ink.
The stars, dusted across the darkness.
We lunge, we dive, into
blackened pools of adrenaline and
nighttime.
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in the dark without a moon--
Walking on the damp road at midnight, I found questioning the world was useless if there was no way you would ever get an answer. Curiousity kills cats, they say. Well, it kills people too.
The road was silver and black, slick with rain that looked like ink in the darkened night, the stars reflecting silver without all the hope. The heavy air, ( Read more... ) -
Neglected
I part my mouth
in the shape of a crescent moon
when they say I look beautiful in
starlight
They make delicious noises
and stare at me like I’m a blistering sun
I believe myself: a star
It’s vanity, darling
and I have
no shame.
But of course,
there are the critics.
They wouldn’t know it,
neither would you,
but you bruise my ego, dear
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The Will of Color
The Will of Color
It was never simple before then. Every line of the world intertwined with each other, a never-ending web upon the wrinkled surface. Beautiful, yes, but it was chaos with man burning the web into ashes. The humans tried to save the world. Oh, how they tried. But eventually it became too expensive to keep the plants ( Read more... ) -
Drabble, 100 Words--Manual
Begin-then again, because it couldn’t start like that. But how much longer until he reached the end ( Read more... ) -
Lilapsophobia
Lilapsophobia
A metaphor for the physical and emotional turmoil that come in an abusive relationship.
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I’ve grown longer than these lines, and heavier than these words. I loved the lull before the storm, the silence before the scream, the calmness in the waves of the ocean as you twirled in the distance, steadily, steadily, as if the world had ( Read more... ) -
Dewdrop, Amulet
where the sun won't shine
in the dawn there are dewdrops
mirrors of the heart
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Letter to Four-Years-Older-Self
Congratulations, Graduate!
I am very proud of your endeavors, struggles, work ethic, and so on and so forth. That's a bunch of blah. What I am really proud of you for is pursuing your writing career and getting that book published! That's just great.
If you did not, in fact, get that book published, then congratulations on whatever else you happened ( Read more... )
