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musicalmetaphors47 · 1 year
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It is better this way…
Alone
And isolated,
With no one to see my suffering.
I can disappear without hurting anyone,
And be gone before anyone notices.
I am sorry for the pain I emit to everyone around me,
But it is because I am in more pain than you can even imagine.
Please believe me that I wish things could be different,
But they cannot
And they never will be.
-Julie Mae
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aeriseta · 1 year
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I wrote this years ago but recently a friend told me I should put some of my poetry on TikTok so I've been slowly getting some of my poetry uploaded there and posting it here as well. Gotta get my name out there! 😁😆 This one is about us all working to save the environment! 🌍♻️🌎♻️🌏♻️🌍 #poem #savingearth #poetry #poetry🥀 #reducereuserecycle #reducewaste♻️ #recycling #sustainability #revival #environment #cleansing #cleanuptheearth #healingvibes #reducepollution #breathe #breathepinkfloyd #pinkfloyd https://www.instagram.com/p/CoLtKg0I4_L/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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poetsofthestars · 2 months
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what is a name?
a name is pain a name is a battlefield a name is a weapon wielded against you, wielded by you
what is a name? a name is a gift given to you at birth, school, home, a fantastical online realm given to you by friends, foes, lovers, authorities, strangers a gift from you to yourself
what is a name? a name is love—misguided a name is love—recognition a name is love—once beautiful, now sour
what is a name? a name is meaningless, meaningful a jumble of squiggles and sounds the difference between life and death the wrong one is devastating—as is the right
what is a name? a name is a struggle that's not the right one—it hurts i can't find a better one i'm not called the better one this one is me—nevermind i've found it i've lost it i've found it i've lost it i've found i've lost i've lost i've lost
what is a name? secret ever-changing beautiful me
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darkestmad-er · 3 months
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Let me be the light in your storm -Erin Plewes
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poppiesforthirteen · 2 years
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wikipedia poem on regeneration, inspired by the work of @headspace-hotel
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astrojoy · 2 years
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You are ethereal
Fascinating beyond compare
You are merely a dream to my reality
A purity to behold amidst an everyday tragedy
Proof that there really is beauty amongst a mundane existence
Humble, contrary to the power you have
You hold my world at your fingertips
Although rather frightening,
It's hypnotic
You captivate me
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sanguisarcana · 4 months
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💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋
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@wizofwaterdeep || send a 👄 for a 💋 gale resent because 4 was much too prude for this nasty wizard
Astarion tempted kisses with the same audacity he bent fate, and the wizard’s breaths were a lively thing in tow. Generous with how they loosened a string of pleasant sounds after every drag of an inhale, spilling exhales right into the vampire’s mouth the same way his blood would.
Heavy on the tongue. So rich and full of life.
“You-” The pale elf’s words fragmented into a slicing hiss, shaping his mouth around an age-old stanza and the promise of a kiss.
Unspoken. 
...of whispered secrets and warmest fire, have given me solace in the hearth of your desire.
Because worshipping Gale through lyrical verses in his own head was the closest to religion Astarion has gotten ever since the gods had forsaken him and all of his deathless worth. An everlasting presence, half-angel half-hell.
And hell was all around him.
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“...you look lovely when you’re all drained like that.” Astarion finished instead. His smile liquid malice and wasted on the wizard’s choppy exhales. Gale’s attention was all but in shambles while the air ruptured from his throat with every practised roll of the vampire’s wrist around him. Rustling fabric and slick sounds. Strokes made fluid by clove oil. “So fresh out of breath. So...” Beautiful. And a step closer to his death.
Astarion leaned in to pull at Gale’s lower lip, grazing fangs over flesh with every intent to tear before settling with a kiss.
First for taste, then for pleasure.
After that, it was easy to fall back into old habits. All flavour and sin. Their mouths as one and their tongues entwined- baptised by Gale’s blood and consecrated by his moans.
An unholy array of deadly delights.
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joanofarcisdead · 8 months
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i cannot recommend enough attending small and local arts events
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crowthegeode · 8 days
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my mind is hurting and
it's hurting me, rose-marked
so I'll reach my swollen fingers
out to any semblance of hope
and shy away from touch
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aeriseta · 1 year
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Wow! I wrote this poem almost a decade ago! 🤯 It has been some time since I last shared it publicly so I thought I would bring it back out into the spotlight because I really love the imagery I used throughout it! Let me know what you think! 🥰😄 #rhymes #rhymetime #poetrylover #poetsofinstagram #writersofinstagram #iwrotethis #poetry🥀 #poet #wordsmith #creation #sourceofinspiration #paintingwithwords #imagery https://www.instagram.com/p/CnybsmbOgAk/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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poetsofthestars · 1 month
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Questions
does it bother you…
how much i feel
is it suffocating
when i love
do i weigh you down
trapping you
you could soar
am i pinning your wings
drenching them with syrup
so they cannot carry you
you are radiant
do i dim your light
diminish your shine
snuff it out
do i take all the air from the room
leave everyone else clawing for breath
am i too sure of myself
has the moment died
is this the beginning
of the end
have we been forever crashing
from first glance
was it always leading to disaster
well.
was there ever an It
ever a We
am i even real
was this all just a dream
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feliraeth · 4 months
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a love letter to the sun and her season
[pt: a love letter to the sun and her season /end pt.]
i wish i could live forever under a midnight sun. i wish the night would never find me and i would sleep under warm rays and dream of endless days. i always wish for what i don't have. in this dim winter i wish for summer's fire, her heat and her storms and her torch. last summer i slept away, my sickness yet to be named worsened with the hot waves. this summer shall be the same, but with a name and with knowledge i shall dance in its flames. i will laugh when i burn, for what better to burn for than her passionate embrace? if i am to burn, i hope it is in the day.
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ang3lofdivinity · 2 months
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𝐂𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞
“The right people will always bring out the best parts of you. They will bring out the sun and watch you bloom.”
— R. M. Drake.
˚₊‧꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚
@fruitydadofmany
@pending…
(DONT BE AFRAID TO ASK ME TO BE MOOTS YALL 😭😭/nf, ily guys sm though/p)
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poppiesforthirteen · 2 years
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keep this safe // thasmin
from the scripts of lotsd, rotd, eotd & f:e6
video by @rearranging-deck-chairs
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toms-poetry · 1 year
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I have caused this myself.
I know this, and the signs lie in
Half-written poems and 
Anxious sketches in the margins of my notebook
forever left crunched up in a
garbage bin for no-one to ever see. I lay in bed at night falling asleep to 
Racing thoughts and comfort music that fails to do its job. 
I lie awake thinking about everything I could have done and
Everything I could be doing if only I had more time.
I have wasted hours upon hours
Reading or writing, 
Playing games or talking to friends to 
Ignore those constant thoughts and guilt from
the consequences of my actions.
I try to forget. Try to pretend nothing is wrong,
That my brain is normal and that I never worry.
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