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n-ehpamoi · 3 days
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I might hang myself right side down and drip dry my self from swinging hooks, so that you might have room to make a home beneath my skin.
I want your hands against these bones which ache, too much, for your touch, and for your heart to beat in unison alongside the endless murmurs of mine.
I wouldn’t mind having you under this skin, so would it be too much to ask, to have you make your way in?
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ginadope · 1 day
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My stomach is full Full of things to say, still Tongues are useless Not worth the burn
A dance for two, fire and fire Its sweet allure Leaves a bitter taste Crushing my fingers, one by one Bound by dread Why build a sandcastle Why use bones
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imperiallefty · 3 days
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Shelter
Come home. Emptiness
There is warmth. There is food. Fear
Come home. Shamefulness
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scribblersobia · 1 year
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Not every sweet word I had received from the world tasted like honey.
Not every person I met in this world had an empathic heart.
With time, I learned that not all souls are the same.
And not all words taste the same.
Many hearts will hate you, and many will love you.
@scribblersobia
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dg-fragments · 9 months
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I write to you, of you, not because our souls are intertwined, neither because you're mine or I'm yours, but because I do not know of any other audience, for these thoughts, in the form of mere words, for this fragmented existence, which reveals through the cracks of past experiences, to lose itself in the captivating beauty, that is yourself.
- DG
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creatingnikki · 3 months
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falling in love.
there are not many people I come across that impress me. few that amuse me.
amusement may spark an interest. but it takes so much more to brew love.
tonight I don't crave being loved. tonight I crave falling in love. and you know, you know there was not much I knew when I was fourteen but I knew one thing right — you cannot fall in love, the true kind of love, if in that equation you are not loved back.
love is energy. that energy is an exchange. it is not one sided. not the love you know soul-deep.
and tonight that's the love I crave. the man I will fall in love. whose existence will make my heart happy, my soul calm, and my mind eleated.
yes, that's what I crave. falling in love.
it's equal in its presence, in its intensity, in its gentleness. it's the meeting of two souls. that's what the spark is. and when those two souls stay? that's what the spark evolves into — true love.
I've felt the spark one too many times but it always flickered too soon and extinguished if I was lucky or charred everything around me if I was not.
when did the spark get to evolve fully? never, not once.
but now that is what I want. the evolution of the spark. the stability of love. the surety. the equality of love. the meeting of two souls. the building and nurturing of a language of the two souls; a universe only they know and in the presence of which they glow with peace and contentment.
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prasannawrites · 7 months
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before i sleep.
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robertjw4688 · 1 month
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Growth is not
a straight line
nor is it a
fault line.
Growth is
a semicolon
placed where an
ellipsis
once slept.
Robert J. W.
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writeblrcafe · 2 months
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Sixth prompt menu (March)
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We are excited to present you our sixth prompt menu this March! This is our sweetest menu yet, consisting of five sugary companions for your drinks at writeblrcafé and sweetening our baked goods. So choose your sweet flavour and order a candied prompt from our menu!
Brown sugar: "If that's all it takes to kill a god, then how easy it must be to become one." by @basalamander-corner
Maple syrup: Write a description of one of your settings from the POV of at least two different characters, so you can see how their unique voices change how the setting appears to the reader. by @asablehart
Honey: Choose a song and write something inspired by that song. by @sadfragilegirl
Agave syrup: "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't kill you right now." - "I can't. I'm sorry." by @basalamander-corner
White sugar cubes: Write about two characters having dinner, but they can't explicitly say what they want to say. by @asablehart
We encourage all forms of original writing. You can check out our other prompts here. Make sure to tag your piece of writing with #wcprompt within the first 5 tags and mention which prompt(s) you used. We will reblog every order!
Please reblog this post to spread the word in the writing community.
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meaningfall · 2 months
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C. A. Singh • The world is still here (I know because I can see it)
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scribblersobia · 2 months
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And I will search for you in the library,
If you don't live in books.
Then will find you in the stars,
If you don't shine like stars.
Then I will find you in the depths of oceans,
If you don't bloom on the surface of the sea.
Then, I will find you in the cosmos,
beyond this terrestrial life.
No matter how long it takes,
but I will find you, my love, I will find you.
@scribblersobia
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autumnsunshine10 · 5 months
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I could spend all my mornings
Wrapped up in blankets
Like this--your hand in mine
My head on your chest
Wallowing in our lazy Sunday best
Betting on endless tomorrows
The relentless sun seeks us out
Wishing to shine as bright and hot
No such luck but it gets us up
Still I sip my coffee with a smile
Drain the last drop while you wrestle
With the urge for a smoke
Instead you light on my lips
Zoom in till there's zero room for doubts
Then you're wearing my grin
As if it's always been that easy
Effortless, like nothing else
I've never known moments
Like this could exist
Prompts: you and I this morning; wrestling with smoke; still I
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sparkandashes · 2 months
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You've become so accustomed to yourself that sometimes you forget your own worth. Days blend into each other, making everything seem ordinary – from your appearance to the way you express yourself and understand the world. But it's those moments when someone reminds you of your uniqueness – your beauty, your kindness, your intelligence – that truly warm your heart. Hearing these affirmations from others helps you see the beauty in yourself. However, not everyone sees you the way you do. Some may not appreciate your light, and instead, they may cast shadows of envy or doubt. It's easy to get caught up in comparing yourself to others, but remember, you're on your own journey. Take a moment to reflect on the little things that make you special. Your presence in this world is more meaningful than you realize – it's like discovering magic in the ordinary. -Sparkandashes
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scatteredthoughts2 · 1 month
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SILENT IS THE NIGHT.
Silent is the night,
when everyone's asleep,
No one hears my pain,
no one hears me weep.
Everyone's in dreamland,
and no one will ever see,
How lonely is my night,
how I ache to dream with thee.
@Ambrose Harte
@Scattered Thoughts
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dg-fragments · 6 months
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Take me home, will you, for I've been out here lost, more than I wanted, longer than I anticipated, and lonelier than I imagined.
- DG
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