The walls were just an excuse;
No matter the distance,
we were always two hearts apart.
#OC #littlestories
No matter the distance,
we were always two hearts apart.
#OC #littlestories
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Bleed, till there is no blood left,
Cry, till there are no tears left,
Feel, till you become numb,
Scream, till you lose your voice,
Sacrifice, till there is nothing left,
And fight, till you are dead;
yet, you wouldn't be able to repay the debt of the crown you wear, so high and mighty.
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That's the tragic fate of a ruler, my poor, precious child. You are eternally indebted to this land and it's people.
#OC
Cry, till there are no tears left,
Feel, till you become numb,
Scream, till you lose your voice,
Sacrifice, till there is nothing left,
And fight, till you are dead;
yet, you wouldn't be able to repay the debt of the crown you wear, so high and mighty.
__
That's the tragic fate of a ruler, my poor, precious child. You are eternally indebted to this land and it's people.
#OC
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A gazillion words to choose from,
Yet I can't find one to express what I feel;
what I have become.
#scribble
Yet I can't find one to express what I feel;
what I have become.
#scribble
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Love, for one, is not some distant star,
but a puzzle one pieces together,
one shard at a time.
It's the laughter around the dinner table,
late nights spent talking with friends,
the comfort of a hand held tight,
the warmth of an embrace.
It is messy and imperfect in its entirety,
yet beautiful in its fragility.
#love
but a puzzle one pieces together,
one shard at a time.
It's the laughter around the dinner table,
late nights spent talking with friends,
the comfort of a hand held tight,
the warmth of an embrace.
It is messy and imperfect in its entirety,
yet beautiful in its fragility.
#love
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I painted my canvas beautifully with all the colours of my heart;
then you came like a storm at dusk
and washed it black and blue,
leaving me with nothing but a vision of grey.
#random
then you came like a storm at dusk
and washed it black and blue,
leaving me with nothing but a vision of grey.
#random
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I am tired, so tired,
of this endless cycle of pain,
of pouring myself out,
only to be met with silence.
#Atuneofbrokenhearts
of this endless cycle of pain,
of pouring myself out,
only to be met with silence.
#Atuneofbrokenhearts
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《 Forget Me Not. 》
He left behind
a goodbye souvenir;
a bouquet of forget-me-not's,
with a single white rose,
gently bound by a green ribbon;
words engraved in ink
a couple of dry tears,
emotions spilled
on that pristine paper:
"Beloved,
Forgive me for all I couldn't be,
For all I could have been,
For I know I won't return,
My ashes will;
I'm leaving for the war,
for you to see the white dove,
Forget me not
and our eternal love."
#OC #littlestories
He left behind
a goodbye souvenir;
a bouquet of forget-me-not's,
with a single white rose,
gently bound by a green ribbon;
words engraved in ink
a couple of dry tears,
emotions spilled
on that pristine paper:
"Beloved,
Forgive me for all I couldn't be,
For all I could have been,
For I know I won't return,
My ashes will;
I'm leaving for the war,
for you to see the white dove,
Forget me not
and our eternal love."
#OC #littlestories
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There are moments,
When I wish to cry like a child,
To let out the burdens in my heart.
But then I look at these faces,
Faces that remind me,
If I did so, they will fall apart;
I'm all they are holding onto.
#unbound
When I wish to cry like a child,
To let out the burdens in my heart.
But then I look at these faces,
Faces that remind me,
If I did so, they will fall apart;
I'm all they are holding onto.
#unbound
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They told me I was a precious child
and butchered my wings,
saying, the world outside was cruel;
Now I'm lying in a pool of my own blood,
admiring the once reachable sky.
#𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘣𝘭𝘦
and butchered my wings,
saying, the world outside was cruel;
Now I'm lying in a pool of my own blood,
admiring the once reachable sky.
#𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘣𝘭𝘦
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She wrote blessings to my name;
I wrote her a tragedy,
Blinded by my own doubts and grief.
#Atuneofbrokenhearts
I wrote her a tragedy,
Blinded by my own doubts and grief.
#Atuneofbrokenhearts
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I bear the marks of your indifference;
stains that won't fade,
scars that won't heal,
a constant reminder of a love
that was never enough.
#Atuneofbrokenhearts
stains that won't fade,
scars that won't heal,
a constant reminder of a love
that was never enough.
#Atuneofbrokenhearts
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There's this melody I often hum;
When I'm happy,
When I'm sad,
With a mug of coffee,
or staring at the rain outside,
Mirroring the storm raging inside.
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It's the melody we used to listen together,
while making promises of forever.
#𝘖𝘊
When I'm happy,
When I'm sad,
With a mug of coffee,
or staring at the rain outside,
Mirroring the storm raging inside.
__
It's the melody we used to listen together,
while making promises of forever.
#𝘖𝘊
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I'm afraid,
these memories I have been holding onto,
will slip through my fingers like sand
and fade away someday.
#scribble
these memories I have been holding onto,
will slip through my fingers like sand
and fade away someday.
#scribble
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I will no longer be a vessel for your indifference,
no longer a canvas for your neglect.
#pillowthoughts
no longer a canvas for your neglect.
#pillowthoughts
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