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lexiklecksi · 3 months
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Thank you so much @charlies-storybook for singing this poem I wrote! I love how your voice encapsulates my words' romantic yet melancholic vibe. Below are the full song lyrics:
your hands brush over my blushing cheeks
like you’re trying to brush off my sadness
don’t you know I’m lost in this madness?
now all of my sight fades away *
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I’m so sorry, for being this way
it will all be okay is the last thing you say *
I’m so sorry, but you know me too well
Just when to leave me alone, you can’t tell
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why don’t you give me up?
you always build me up
you always call, text me hi
and I just wave you goodbye
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I have been homesick for too long
my body is no longer my home
wherever I go, my fears will always follow
Hollow, I feel so hollow
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I follow the thin red thread
into a spiral of thoughts in my head
sometimes, I can’t get out of my bed
oh why do I always feel so sad?
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when the world comes crushing down
and nobody else is around
don’t fly high, stay on the ground
we were lost and never found
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malakkc-poetry · 2 years
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Poet Review
I just got this review on Tumblr, and felt humbled by his thoughts and feelings to my writing.
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ryllen · 1 month
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no, but pinecones is really beautiful isn't it ?
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ollyrewind · 1 year
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soldier, poet, king
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sadgirlbadpoems · 27 days
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How cruel to name a child for the stars and bury him beneath the ground.
To allow a child to grow and live in his own tomb.
You called him "monster" and damned him to that fate. A child who is hungry will eat, and you sent him his brethren.
The starry one, dreaming of the night sky, his father from the heavens above looking down on him beneath the earth.
A child interred, wandering alone in an endless maze.
The prince of the Labyrinth, destined to die by the hand of a hero. The last act needed to condemn him to his title "monster".
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Who's gonna stop us from waltzing back into rekindled flames
If we know the steps anyway?
We embroidered the memories of the time I was away
Stitching, we were just kids, babe
I said, I don't mind, it takes time
I thought I was better safe than starry eyed
I felt a glow like this
Never before and never since
If you know it in one glimpse, it's legendary
You and I go from one kiss to getting married
Still alive, killing time at the cemetery
Never quite buried in your suit and tie
In the nick of time
You low down boy, you stand up guy, you holy ghost
You told me I'm the love of your life
You said I'm the love of your life
About a million times
-loml Taylor Swift
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giolovesyousm · 11 months
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alright there is this Italian series, I'm currently watching, called "Un professore" ("a teacher"), in absolutely no way it is related to dead poets society, EXCEPT for the fact that there is this teacher, not a normal teacher, if you catch what I mean, that is trying to let escape his students out of their shells. for example: there was this boy, who cannot leave his room, because he was afraid of the world outside, even if he knew that his life sucked. in one way or another the teacher succeeded to let him leave is comfort zone.
but the thing I want to talk about is the dynamic (which is very complicated, I'm not going to explain the details about it) between him and one of his student, which is also his son, Simone.
the teacher always try to talk to his son, even if Simone hates him because of his past, through his lessons.
Simone is a boy who step by step is figuring out to be in love with his male best friend, and is trying to accept the fact that he has no chances with him.
his father (the teacher), discovered this, and for let him know that he accept him, and it's okay to explore sexuality, he did this alternative lesson, in which the students had to walk, however they wanted to, in the empty gymnasium of the school, for making them realize the power and the dangerousness of conformity, by quoting michel foucault, a gay philosopher of the 50s.
and now you might think "gio, well, this is basically what keating did-" EXACTLY, that is the point, they're basically saying that neil and todd, were killed by conformism, as much as Simone was being killed. and that the society in that time couldn't accept someone like them, so they had to find their own voices, and scream as loud as they can, without being afraid of who they are.
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watching my surroundings listen to tortured poets department like i haven’t stopped listening to all music in favor of cha cha cha by käärjiä after the eurovision 2023 because i gotta respect a guy with that many ä’s in his name.
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fellowstraveling · 6 days
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Fuck It, Fellow Travelers Cast As Songs from 'The Tortured Poets Department ' Album
( 20 Mins Before The Album Drops!! I Can Only Do This Now 👀)
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3. My Boy Only Breaks His Favorite Toys
4. Down Bad
13. I Can Do It With A Broken Heart
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6. But Daddy I Love Him
11. I Can Fix Him ( No, Really I Can)
12. loml
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16. Clara Bow
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10. Who's Afraid Of Little Old Me?
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7. Fresh Out The Slammer
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2. The Tortured Poets Department
15. The Alchemy
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haley-lana · 1 year
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it was supposed to be a one-shot :')
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stairnaheireann · 1 month
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#OTD in 1964 – Death of Brendan Behan, an Irish poet, short story writer, novelist, and playwright who wrote in both Irish and English.
He was also a committed Irish Republican and a volunteer in the Irish Republican Army. He died in Meath hospital after reportedly telling a nun looking after him: ‘Ah, bless you, Sister, may all your sons be bishops’. Brendan Behan was born in Dublin into a republican family, and became a member of the IRA’s youth organisation Fianna Éireann at the age of fourteen. However, there was also a…
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lexiklecksi · 1 year
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Much love to you too, Rae ❤️
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thiamblogger · 2 months
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somebody reminded me that hawk and skippy exist and now my brain keeps thinking about how they're literally anderperry just in another universe.
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kimtaegis · 10 months
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I reached 10k followers today, thank you so much for your support and love, I really appreciate it 🤍
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nornsfate · 1 year
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season one wilson looks so neil perry and it isn’t until season two that wilson starts to look like wilson
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Good boy, that's right
Come close, I'll show you heaven
If you'll be an angel all night
Trust me, I can handle me a dangerous man
No really I can
- I Can Fix Him (No Really I Can) Taylor Swift
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