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secrxtstotell
secrxtstotell
16/Cisgender Female/Riverdale, New York i used to write love notes for my best friend. he is no longer my best friend but my handwriting is still loopy. that just goes to show that some things don't change.
do you honestly believe that just because she has those infamous violin hips that gives you any right to play her? you’ll be in for a rude awakening when you finally realize no sweet harmony will come from her you will not hold her by her delicate neck and drag your worn bow across her thin, ****** strings as if she was the first, or last orchestra instrument of yours do not forget about deep viola, and intuitive cello do not mock mighty trumpet and jazzy sax with your tenuous conductor’s wand you are no master of a spectacular concerto. go away Amadeus, you’ve lost your mind if you can sit down comfortably and think you won’t have to pay for defacing every instrument in this precious ensemble you once had. -11/13/17 c.m.
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Nov 13, 2017
Nov 13, 2017 at 1:43 PM UTC
****** strings
You say confidence is what completes a woman But I am no woman Or did you forget? Confidence is not my friend Confidence and I haven’t spoken In many days, and many nights It’s pointless for her to help me Because I am no woman I am the moon I am the most confusing Reverse cryptid You’ll never get To figure out I hide myself among curtains of darkness I call them my friends The stars protect me and let me see I call them my brothers The sun reflects it’s light on me and calls me beautiful I call him my lover Isn’t it funny How I only let you see What I choose to show you I will let you see me at my fullest, but only for a night I won’t let you see me at all And each day I reveal and conceal, whenever I choose And even then i am a mystery Because a valuable piece To this complex puzzle Is missing Because just like every woman Don’t I have a dark side? - C.M. 9/3/17
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Sep 3, 2017
Sep 3, 2017 at 12:47 PM UTC
Reverse Cryptid
I used to live in an achromatic world Everything was plain and simple Yin and Yang Salt and Pepper Black and White A coloring page lacking its vibrant Rainbow of colors An explosion of reds and lavenders A blank page, bleak and boring Until you came around With your fancy coloring box And your artistic eye for all things Colorful My life without you was stark and unhappy Because I know that I am very spontaneous That I am more than the blackest black and The whitest white And so are you I am the entire rainbow in all of its excellency And you are the first person who is not Colorblind - C.M. 5/12/17
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Aug 28, 2017
Aug 28, 2017 at 12:52 PM UTC
Colorblind