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lunath
lunath
I am a multicoloured being.
I am breathing, really breathing. I have been forever caressed by winter, it has always been my time. It is when my blood becomes the deepest shade of crimson, and it is when my soul intensifies. I am a summer child, but I rejoice in the cold winds. I feel whole as I listen to the sounds of the waters. My heart always yearns for days like today, where I stand above the staircase and watch as sand becomes mud & emotions, concrete.
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Jan 10, 2014
Jan 10, 2014 at 3:27 AM UTC
Winter's Child
Lonesomeness is in the beautiful sounds of birds in flight, Lonesomeness is in the way the blue of your favourite sweater ages by welcoming a solemn grey presence, Lonesomeness is in the monstrous whiff of a corpse, it is the most powerful when woven into memories of a loved one, forever gone.
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Jan 10, 2014
Jan 10, 2014 at 3:25 AM UTC
Lonesomeness
I want life to be unchanging, I want to accurately refer to it as my amaranthine companion. I am aware that i'd be coronating a royal of dullness, but I would also have annihilated the wretched ghoul of tragedy. This would of course empty the afterlife, All graves would be vacant. Earth will be heavily burdened. I am now afraid of the great purge. I do not know what to wish for. I am one to prosper in darkness, yet I also thirst to bask in light. My heart loves both. I cannot be the one to change what is already fixed, I do not wish to alter what has already been written centuries past. I only ramble in an abyss of what if I could?
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Jan 10, 2014
Jan 10, 2014 at 3:22 AM UTC
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