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NewSpectre
18/M/North-East England A mere bud of a poet, its just something I enjoy doing. / Expect metaphors of anxiety, stress and regret, backed with trust, growth and acceptance. / As is life, there is another light for every shadow.
As your warm day starts, the fire laughs heartily, the lights comfort you as friends, your blanket attached to you. Change - No Power. No laughing fire, friendly lights, warming quilt. The cold front knocks, as if they're welcome. Tears of loneliness shatter against the chilled floor. Stepping one on is as painful as broken glass. Reminders of your failure, your mediocrity, your minimal worth.
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Aug 17, 2017
Aug 17, 2017 at 4:38 PM UTC
Freeze
The threads of fate are disorganised and free, no confines of expectations to hold them, each living person a loom, weaving possibilities, intertwining chances, unpredictability, and tragedy... Not a single plan conforms to the threads of fate, and one day, what nobody will see coming, is a marvelous tapestry of fortune.
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Aug 8, 2017
Aug 8, 2017 at 10:54 PM UTC
The Unexpected
A lock of mistrust, freedom must stem from defiance, chains of fear are weak.
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Jun 11, 2017
Jun 11, 2017 at 3:17 PM UTC
Defiance
You scale the mountain, weighed down with reluctant chains. Though you gain confidence, each rock, each failure, a reminder of pain. You could end it, leave the trail and go home, the thoughts of base camp haunt your brain. Others on that journey assist, give emotional shift, and you'll know it was never worth staying.
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Jun 11, 2017
Jun 11, 2017 at 3:01 PM UTC
Mountain Trail
Aiming high is a challenge, the peak of the mountain seems always unattainable. Yet, when the twin eagles glide together, no matter their fatigue, one will always have the back of another
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May 4, 2017
May 4, 2017 at 4:09 AM UTC
To the Peak
You've been dealt a hand, as has everyone else. Large numbers, nines and tens, yet not a single king or queen. Alas the winner before you is the Ace of Hearts, your Holy Grail.
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May 1, 2017
May 1, 2017 at 2:23 PM UTC
Cards
Latched on to years passed, the chains of mistakes hold you still. Each worry interlinked. Hours may pass, everything moves on, but you do not.
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Apr 24, 2017
Apr 24, 2017 at 5:34 PM UTC
Time's Shackles
That dark shadow, leering over your shoulder. You feel its presence, you know its methods, and worst of all you know its inevitability. Emotions set in and its hold tightens and your thoughts are in chaos and you're tangled in the grasp of your own fear.
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Apr 24, 2017
Apr 24, 2017 at 4:18 PM UTC
Over Your Shoulder
They see your villainy, your wretched, writhing trickery, you let down your guard while the two-headed snake spat viciously. You are unjust, so they say, who dare you trust? They claim its a product of your uncontrolled lust. The heroes' iron will, cause confrontation for thrill. No space given for the anti-hero, its their own allies to ****
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Apr 24, 2017
Apr 24, 2017 at 3:30 PM UTC
Anti-Hero
Same words to all each made to win the hearts of all each friend to collect their lives with all their lies fake faces displayed to all.
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Apr 17, 2017
Apr 17, 2017 at 7:15 AM UTC
Social Machine