He sits somewhere between the lilac & navy of my heart, a crumbling treasure that led away firm monsters & bolstered my love for blueberries & their tendency to stain lips like kisses.

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Act I

Though inner demons may be in not, they do not define our epilogue; quite the contrary. And upon when we find peace & inner strength within our private sanctuary, our ’FAITH’ is what prevents the wary.✍️🏽#Bravewrite

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We laid our glass bones on a verdant yard as leaves shivered in breathtaking whispers. You called me beloved and asked why I couldn't stay forever. When I woke, aduantas holed the air where you were.

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"I rescinded the invitation. He does not deserve the dance," Aella says. When she sees the surrounding question-laden faces, she adds, "it's the utmost of gifts. It burns poisons from one's soul & defends future attack."

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A flutist on the howling wind sought you upon a tenebrous descension. It was an enchanted night and you left your blanket fort—the safe zone—for a warm mausoleum. Foolish souls hear. Listen. 365

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Not that it mattered. All fell into a hush as we found ourselves wondering how time moved fast as that storm. Hours came and went, making way for a sheer velvet moon to grace our eyes. Then arrived a powder sugar dragon. 6

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"He spoke of calculus and epsilon. It brought thoughts on the sole recourse," she said, tossing stones into the truck.
"Was cutting his throat truly the only recourse?"
"He's home in hell, isn't he?"

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No matter the rain or bluster in clouds, he'd look up and see blue. Bristol boards would blossom with punched holes to create dappled light indoors and paper flowers were folded over candid conversation. Kind memories.

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Damsel

In the absent mind, a lives but once to rescue his damsel in distress—a of interest—a of judgment—a test. Except, good, better, best—the ’damsel’ is anything but distressed.😂✍️🏽#Vsspoem

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There is no map to connect this planet to where we go when our hearts are emptied & all songs built on carefully blooming buds wilt, but there is mystery in the breeze that finds us when life feels unsure.

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~
That symbolic time

Terrible maneuvers
to avoid being
lobotomized;

Agony over
where is my connection?

Departure from all
that could save me-

Downfall thru
unholy cataclysm
of remorse;

My pinnacle
to come forth&
elevate on
my blackened wings..
~

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Come Up🦋

The of a caterpillar that dangles like a ripple effect where wonders fear not to the where butterflies

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It started as a dot shimmering in the dark. As if someone had cut a hole in reality.
It grew slowly as did our fear.
The now covers the whole We in last hugs and kisses as we fall into the light


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Happy FRIYAY All!

In case you missed the prompt words they are




Enjoy your day & your weekend

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FLAWED

Time is frozen at the bottom of the ocean—like staring in the mirror of - WE, but mere mortals, “FLAWED”, waves of and sea-pines—bitter that doth not ripen til the sun shines...✍🏽

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Immature skin w/ beastly eyes hold life's nectar in their hands, capturing devil's truth & angel's lie in small breaths that provide no escape. What sharp teeth when demanding you answer a toy phone. 359

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blind themis
extreme creature
archaic dinosaur
natural moral order
galaxy oversee
fierce ruthless
relentless titan
impartial initiative
balance in all things
scaled justice
swift final

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In her final moments from her hospital bed Fay smiles & recalls her years, when she was beautiful & loved by everyone; the 1940's star of stage & screen.
With her final breath she feels no pain, she knows that soon she'll be dancing once again among the stars

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