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BlAiR_wItCh
BlAiR_wItCh
My interests include cooking, writing, geocaching, and 3D printing, just to name a few. Most of my friends call me a jack of all trades. While I don’t write poetry too much, I do enjoy reading poetry. My specitalty is blackout poems.
I’ve been running Trying to catch my breath. But all I know Is that all there comes is death. The moon, eclipsed from sorrow, cries. The sun, so fiery, blots out. And it all falls down in the darkness of the sound When the beating of the hearts start to die. Only you can end this madness Only I can message you. We can fight the beast together Or we can drown in waves so blue. But I know it’s just tonight. The magic only lasts tonight. And only it’s you and I. Dreaming of a better world, where we’re alive. So what do I know? Why do I wear this esteemed robe? People watch me on a throne. But if only they could see My time is coming soon. I look the into the night Dreaming of stars that would bring us light But all I see is darkness all over again. Only us, alone, The light is getting dim.
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Aug 22, 2020
Aug 22, 2020 at 1:15 PM UTC
Death
Lost        In your eyes,                                Dreaming of darkness                                             Again I wish we just could             ignite, Burn away the tears                          In the night               But whenever we dream,          You always just                                   fly away again.        Alone in the darkness,           no feeling of light.                                          Alone in the shadows                                       With strength I can’t fight.       I’m lost without you.                                        I’m now without rules,                    The feeling of sadness                                                           Is making me cuel                                             But I will thrive.                                 I will thrive without you.
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Aug 20, 2020
Aug 20, 2020 at 1:39 PM UTC
Lost
Little light, travels in night, Awaiting the fate he knows will ignite. A journeying tale, A bottle of ale, And a touch of sorrow, glimmering bright. Feathered friend sits in dark, Listening to his beating heart. A sickness, spreading Quick and well. Soon the earth will turn to Hell. He boards the ship and sets off strait Looking for his only mate. Aboard the vessel, he meets a man Who tells him all about his plans. Flying, walking, together, for all. They never even thought to stall. Running through the woods at night, Only one would ever fall. Ever so quickly, ever so sudden, The rapture of sound, the bullets a’ dozen. Their bleeding wounds would not suffice. The human race has chosen fight. Slowly, dying, fading light. Only once had life been nice. Nothing that they didn’t owe, Only one species left in the show.
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Aug 19, 2020
Aug 19, 2020 at 11:46 AM UTC
Fox
and we won't just survive but we'll thrive till we're five and make peace with our hearts till we're feeling alive and my puppy- eyed lover will talk to the sky and we'll drift through the night till we're free
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Aug 4, 2020
Aug 4, 2020 at 2:40 PM UTC
Puppy-Eyed Lover
Storms in us are barreling, taking aim at our threats. Land will impact the wind. Hurricanes, powerful wind, moving west. The center of wind, rain, and surf strikes close. Halt the move. Storm Center had wind. Located on moving mouths, a storm watches for strength until it sees a chance. It reaches for heavy areas. Could it flood? Meanwhile, expect a long line. Storm forces could reach night or day. The earliest storm follows from the son.
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Jul 25, 2020
Jul 25, 2020 at 5:32 PM UTC
The Force of a Storm
The lotus so soaked, it sways and sways in water, floating like a boat. Feeling the water rise up to the ship’s surface I know it will sink. The only witnesses, A mossy log at the shore, The remains are gone. For nature to thrive the fire must engulf all, leaving nothing there.
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Jul 24, 2020
Jul 24, 2020 at 4:19 PM UTC
The Death of the Lotus
Luck is important of course When we’re out to have lots of Kisses The world, all about his travels, Says he fell in love with Her A wonderful ride round Everything But, then he didn’t, And he said That girl would always be special, but really special, Lots more serious than the Ones She tells to be a queen, very strict, Started a wonderful story, the old tales, scary, Because a monster met Each other We were a part of each other, Remembering The story, To hear about the joke of it, he knows I don’t , Terrible things attack Everyone
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Jul 23, 2020
Jul 23, 2020 at 7:58 PM UTC
Spirits of Life