Have shrunk myself tiny
To make myself more appealing
An idea from the french
It's something I'm stealing
I come to reap them all
them from life's game
Is it better if I'm small?
Wait? Petit Mort doesn't mean the same?
Ah, well this is awkward.
Oh no, oh dear...

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In the deafening
silence of night

Dreams wade
though her
alter ego


the matronly
cuff,
slaughtering
her stygian prism

Scampering off
f/m the
over shadows
of her fear

she wants to
walk the
promenade of
butterfly hearts


Pc: https://t.co/N0ahImMwbE

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Staring into night
Thoughts of distant war
Echoing through my mind
A haunting melody

My heart breaks
At the sight of the despair
My thoughts fill with sorrow
Not, to be, there

I can only observe
From this place
The echoes of tragedy
Can never be erased

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Beyond the cerulean sea, a pair of eyes, cold and stare. And, they also speak. They move, like lips, moving the horizon with them, squeezing clouds into bursts of angry rain, twisting rainbows into ribbons of ecstacy, and covering the sun in a fit of melancholy.

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I fall 2 my knees
Trying to catch gods gaze
2 ask are we truly lost these days
Has darkness won
are we now all just puppets
As masters sit around
Filling their pockets
we balance on the brink
Of conquest war famine & death
Ill sharpen my sword
Fighting till my last breath

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This life
these feelings
this bloody curse

Crested darkness
that harbors to my heart
she comes, cords & dark arts

The of pain
she, this cancer she eats
time & again, until it retreats

Let me set sail
into the void, endless
there I’ll wait, boundless

🎨seiryu

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Mrs. Circle had three children, Radius, Circumference and Radius grew up to be a quiet boy, happy living within boundaries. Circumference explored her life a lot more, and Tangent was the free spirit, a seeker, a wanderer, tethered to his mother, but only just.

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"Time is a tangent to our life's circle" said the time-traveler "Or is time a circle, & we live on a tangent?"

"Time is both the circle & the the hermit smiled "& we're always living at that little point, where all of time meets the time meant for us– the now"

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lost in tangent thoughts
mind spins in uneven lines
hidden from the light





Art:Brooke Shaden

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Features of change
and fortune
Lost
in the attenuated tangents
of time and circumstance
Momentum of verbosity
captured in cliche
Another moment
of poetry
some words
along the way



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Sky bereft of clouds
Holds rapt wanderers captive
With tales out of stars

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Hearts a dove of sense
unaware even outraged

Our bilateral ignorance
In secret recessive kisses

Galaxies of dancing pixels
to their own alias prisons

Morning winter walks in bare feet
In fighting,trade offs,They’re such tools

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of your
darkness
I was calling you
every midnight hour
I called you by the most
bitter names
I called by the sweetest
How many empty hours
i spent punishing
my flesh?
No more prayers left
to ease the mourning
The words you never said,
thousand knives
on my back

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thoughts
shrugged away
in the day

come back
come back at night
as dreams
soldering reality
with weird



📷Pinterest

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Buds of hope we live for,
Never letting go of the past,
Building dreams on the sand,
Of a chanting ocean,
Until it ends the symphony,
And never returns to
Our broken hearts…

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in life will always linger
We try to forget, but it won't budge a finger
We can try to make amends
But the hurt never ends
It's hard to accept that life is a jinger

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Once we’re settled in the new place, Maisie spends her time up on the hill, singing her songs.

“It’s hard being a transplant to a new world,” I say. “She’ll be okay.”

Bre shakes her head. “Humans weren’t meant for this, high aspirations be damned.”

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“This is for the birds.” A flock of birds appeared. “It’s raining cats and dogs.” I jumped under an awning as cats and dogs fell from the sky. “The elephant in the room.” An elephant sat before me. “See you later alliga…” “No! No alligators!” Too late.

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my fingers around the door handle
then pull it open from the other side
I know you’re everywhere
at once
free from the boundaries
of time and space
I felt the time you explored
the chambers of my heart

Next time untether all I know
and take me with you

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The eyes are cold and black,

And we can't help but feel under attack,

As it prowls and stalks with deadly grace,

Determined to bring us to our final resting

🧵





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