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bram-delacruz
bram-delacruz
19/M
no more stars and no more nights no more oceans and no more skies can we please cut out with all these poetic nonsense? someone like you needs no metaphors because you are already an art in human form
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May 2, 2018
May 2, 2018 at 7:17 AM UTC
not anymore
you see, there is no trick nor magic no hallucinations nor deceptions we are no victims of a ploy, but of our own foolery this is a nightmare transmogrifying into reality ladies and gentlemen, you've just witnessed the greatest illusion of our dystopia
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Apr 3, 2018
Apr 3, 2018 at 6:34 AM UTC
black mirror
the sky is nothing but a farce. a crayola drawing from some children's figment of imagination. an amalgam of cardboard and paper cut-outs. and if it's the thin line that separates mortality from divinity then i'm willing to kindle flames and set it on heavenly fire.
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May 15, 2017
May 15, 2017 at 4:05 AM UTC
crayola drawing
the sky is nothing but a farce. a crayola drawing from some children's figment of imagination. an amalgam of cardboard and paper cut-outs. and if it's the thin line that separates mortality from divinity then i'm willing to kindle flames and set it on heavenly fire.
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May 15, 2017
May 15, 2017 at 4:05 AM UTC
crayola drawing
gone were the steel in his bones and legions in his skull. gone were the marrow-like rebars reinforcing his skeleton. he doesn't have an engine for a heart, and neither were there bolts and cranks and nuts inside it. he is no cyberpunk hero. he isn't a creature straight out from your sci-fi movies. he is a rational character in this enormity called reality and no. his skin isn't made up of platinum platings. try to cut it, and you'll see the crimson blood seeping out. believe me, i've tried it once. and never pretend that you don't know what he is. because at heart, you know that he is just a human
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Apr 26, 2017
Apr 26, 2017 at 8:15 AM UTC
he is no cyberpunk hero.
i was behind the wheel and you were sitting on the passenger seat. your hair was knotted in a tangled mess and your favorite korean music was blaring over the speakers for the umpteenth time. i watched you as you tilted your head back and closed your eyes, letting the murmurs of the engine and breeze of the night cloud your thoughts. you held my hand and started to hum the lyrics of your favorite song and in that moment we've never felt so much more complete, we were more than invincible. the tenebrific night swirled into a blur of headlights, and car honks, and whispered wishes and stolen kisses, nevertheless, we didn't care, because we were in love, and nothing else mattered.
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Mar 5, 2017
Mar 5, 2017 at 7:13 AM UTC
10 pm stories: i
"swim with us, don't be scared." they said so i tried to culminate courage and jumped "just try to calm down" i plunged in the freezing, fathoms-deep lake "everything's good" and a blast of trepidation embraced my body "it's not that bad" they all frolicked like they can't feel the enormity "it's all in your mind" while i felt weak and i was trembling, but i smiled "just don't think about it" i was slowly sinking, and before i knew it, i was drowning "try not to drown" so i cried for help, but fear and panic engulfed me "just try a little harder" but i continued to sink and my lungs were straining for air "only you can help yourself" and i sank deeper, my lungs tight and burning "it's a sink-or-swim world, you know?" i drowned and that's when i realized i can't swim
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Mar 5, 2017
Mar 5, 2017 at 7:12 AM UTC
sink or swim
all my life, i thought perhaps i was weak and i was plagued by the senselessness of it. i can't handle the storms anymore. i've never been close to giving up and it will never be the same again‬ but not this time, i whispered as i clenched my fist but not this time, i whispered as i held my chin up high because this time, i won't face the storm anymore and for just a split second, i am the storm
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Dec 30, 2016
Dec 30, 2016 at 2:46 AM UTC
storm
this is the story, of the sun and moon who revolved around each other, day and noon no idea what they meant to the other never fitting perfectly together one night, the moon fell in love with the sun so bright, they outshine the stars as they spun they pirouetted through cosmos and space coalescing as one as they embraced As the moon constellated with the sun it was enough to make the whole world stunned for one moment, the shadow was adorned but enough, for the eclipse to reborn
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Dec 30, 2016
Dec 30, 2016 at 12:33 AM UTC
penumbra