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nicmac
nicmac
31/F/London Illustrator, dreaming in-between the marks made on pages.
the pursuit of love is worth its failure
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Mar 2, 2023
Mar 2, 2023 at 9:05 AM UTC
sacrifice
It’s where I want to be, That place I cannot reach. And if I dare to look ahead, it will taunt me, Warn me. Go back a step instead! “I’ll never get there!” My vision starts to blur. Reaching out with fuzzy hands, To hold something steadier than my nerve. But dense is the air and the fear, that wears me like a cloak. They picked me up like this, they saw that I had broke. How to step forward, when these shoulders are my home? Looking back is easier, if you kid yourself you’ve grown.
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Mar 26, 2021
Mar 26, 2021 at 5:59 AM UTC
The Step
Let the dust settle be patient as you watch and trust, that gravity, will coax it down allow 'time' to assemble its own fate a silent audience we must sometime be to observe all things bad and great
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Mar 6, 2021
Mar 6, 2021 at 7:08 AM UTC
Dust
may the gust of air, remind you that the world is spinning. let it not instil worry, let it not instil stress. let it teach you instead.... to be anything BUT 'still' bless this ground with your dance if you are able, and if today you are not? let it inspire tomorrows mind...
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Mar 6, 2021
Mar 6, 2021 at 6:58 AM UTC
Air
As with flowers and with bone, the life you lead will be sewn. and under flesh and weeds, will lie a soul filled with deeds. and I hope, upon the greatest descend, with no-more hearts left to mend, Before the tears and the dirt, you'll Smile, for all life is worth. So when the rain falls and the sun sets, you'd have loved it all with not one regret.
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Mar 6, 2021
Mar 6, 2021 at 6:48 AM UTC
Bone
There’s an ocean, collected on the other side of the world. Away from those that taught her destruction. Learning from the land what it feels like to sink. What else can she do but weep? and slowly flood as we sleep...
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Sep 14, 2019
Sep 14, 2019 at 6:49 AM UTC
Ocean
You said it ‘would be a ride’ and as you took my hand, and dragged me along the tracks, I felt, what you meant.
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Jul 2, 2019
Jul 2, 2019 at 10:58 AM UTC
Ride
When you loose a love, It wasn’t love that you lost, For it couldn’t have been.
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Jan 24, 2019
Jan 24, 2019 at 7:53 PM UTC
You see...
This mask, so engrained in my mind, that I forget it resides on the surface of my skin, rather than sunken in. It slowly, and is, slipping. Every touch, Every time, Loves loving eyes locked on mine. My curse loosens it’s bind, As it’s dissolved between us, surrendering to your affections, It can’t take loves weight. Unveiling my colours, It’s you that pulled the tapestry. I forgot, of what, I was capable. Of what, so long, had been hid. This mask, Dismantled at my feet. Lowering my gaze to a shattered past, Until my chin is met by kind fingertips... Upwards, my scarred skin, tips, to face you, Thankyou
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Nov 26, 2018
Nov 26, 2018 at 6:04 PM UTC
The Mask Slips
There is a space between us, One that I did not make. It was crafted by your hands, But you may not recall, my dear. Perhaps when teary eyes grew tired, You built it in your dreams, Whilst I was holding you. And now we wake, to a distance we can’t explain. Air falls differently here, The heaviness of a space, You may not truly want, But may truly need. Helplessness lays another brick, A slave to this magnificent structure, Ever successful piece by piece, To house the beast that haunts you. Tear them down with me Tear them down without me, Just please my love, Don’t add a single brick more.
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Nov 6, 2018
Nov 6, 2018 at 12:48 PM UTC
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