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the-dragon-prince
the-dragon-prince
Uh, my name is Kalum. I don't come on here often anymore. I like writing and reading heaps. / Hooroo until later
"It will be all right." These words slipped out of my mouth before I could stop myself. "Promise."
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Mar 17, 2017
Mar 17, 2017 at 2:44 PM UTC
Compromise I
I saw her Lower the moon And as it sunk Into the Sapphire sea My heart changed its tide And my mind filled with disease.
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Jan 12, 2017
Jan 12, 2017 at 11:31 PM UTC
Just
When she spoke, She spoke of stars. And all those little comets she loved So dearly. When she spoke of him, Her voice held a constant pitch. Her eyes proclaimed a different tale As they wavered Lost and lone. Oh how I Lie, You never deserved to be like this. Those little stars burnt out in your skin, and your lips are spitting cosmic dust A blackhole lies where your stomach once was. She only offers Water to sip. All your beauty All you've known Will be ****** into nothingness.
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Oct 31, 2016
Oct 31, 2016 at 10:54 AM UTC
Over The Unknown (Part 1)
leave me Look at the way I've been brought up, Processions sounding like song I've never wrote. Horrid horrid "How could you let her die?" I swear it wasn't me. All I've ever wanted- watch the sun sleeping under the moon Now that you're free to observe Tell me about the noises in the dark Stutter at my doorstep As you try to convice me that this God of yours didn't take my little Rosie without a purpose. Give me the reason why he took her And why everyone blames me. Hear me in some fashion, Something fashionable, I'm not pretidctable. It's early tonight I've been drinking all the words out my mouth. But that wolf tooke the salt from the breeze Hit the ground running Los Angeles I never fell so soon. Find another naïve arm to twist.
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May 3, 2016
May 3, 2016 at 11:57 AM UTC
Evangelist
Love-lit eyes shining silver words to her The moon was the sky's sin That night the poet's lips told how the skin breathes            *Dear Frost,      The willow hung left and skewed among stars Flesh will flower a God,                                 Her tongue that of a dragon's, And her body drumming hell's waltz       What's wrong with having dark ashen wings?               Darling,                                Silence hung in the universe just as much as hate.       And I bargained my way to the window,                 Just to watch an angel fall to the burning mountain side.                              A new bloodstream was born* Lungs have lied their last lisp Secrets pointed to tiger stones, But within that emerald hilt I saw divinity. Sleeves catching the sunset And in a bag I held her self-pity. Loyalty counters, blooming a Lord. Cancer bound in her heart *If we make it through the night,          Then maybe we'll make it through the war.* Despair shifted, grasping her hope As if she hadn't already sacrificed enough. A sickness spreads like embers in hay The evening casted her away in that grown snow I'm sorry that destiny gave a visit A candle burning the horizon in her eyes **"Legend has it,       he could talk the sun           into setting."**               Aye, but a forgotten myth stirring in the depths Her eyes now held that of moonshine **"Myth be told,       he could talk the moon,            into rising."**
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Sep 27, 2015
Sep 27, 2015 at 8:18 PM UTC
A Forgotten Myth
Love-lit eyes shining silver words to her The moon was the sky's sin That night the poet's lips told how the skin breathes            *Dear Frost,      The willow hung left and skewed among stars Flesh will flower a God,                                 Her tongue that of a dragon's, And her body drumming hell's waltz       What's wrong with having dark ashen wings?               Darling,                                Silence hung in the universe just as much as hate.       And I bargained my way to the window,                 Just to watch an angel fall to the burning mountain side.                              A new bloodstream was born* Lungs have lied their last lisp Secrets pointed to tiger stones, But within that emerald hilt I saw divinity. Sleeves catching the sunset And in a bag I held her self-pity. Loyalty counters, blooming a Lord. Cancer bound in her heart *If we make it through the night,          Then maybe we'll make it through the war.* Despair shifted, grasping her hope As if she hadn't already sacrificed enough. A sickness spreads like embers in hay The evening casted her away in that grown snow I'm sorry that destiny gave a visit A candle burning the horizon in her eyes **"Legend has it,       he could talk the sun           into setting."**               Aye, but a forgotten myth stirring in the depths Her eyes now held that of moonshine **"Myth be told,       he could talk the moon,            into rising."**
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The sun will rise and it will set The moon will phase, set anew and full But praying that it will change won’t help anything.
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Sep 2, 2015
Sep 2, 2015 at 2:31 PM UTC
Changes
You're pouring your soul out to me And I'm watching it slip right through my fingers
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Aug 13, 2015
Aug 13, 2015 at 1:09 AM UTC
A First
Hollow black jasper on my tongue Leaving ivory leaves twining down my throat This disease weighs on my mind The gold reflects back my skeleton Ink teeth bending your silver sword It's hardest to remember the beauty A lonely mouth wanting to speak Holding the hour spinning with regrets Fading my mind in sunset strings These sickly hounds aren't like their wolf brothers Rotten stones lining the graveyard ***** out these cinders And leave me the coals I hope I haven't left yet
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Jul 26, 2015
Jul 26, 2015 at 11:58 AM UTC
Sickness
Sometimes I'm so quiet and alone I can hear the stars scrape against the sky.
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Jul 23, 2015
Jul 23, 2015 at 3:04 AM UTC
Untitled
Your voice and your fingers Crossing my heart No longer lingers In the noose of my throat It hurts like a mirror Reflecting my waste Hated and clearer Than the same single page More in your mouth Than what my hand can shake Flowing words amount Blackened your pity and sake I hold you dearest Close to my chest Take none of my regret Instead tell me the rest I'm waiting for the story
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Jul 21, 2015
Jul 21, 2015 at 2:15 PM UTC
What I Hold Dearest