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Arke May 2019
If all good things must come to an end
Then the nightmare of losing you is forever
Faiza Ayyub Khan May 2019
I could never decide whether to be forlorn
Or fill the void with fruitless ally.

Each sunrise that was witnessed by me,
I had to resolve, whether to exist or to live.

Day after day I had to find a way
To be adroit and ardent without going astray.

When my heart and mind were in utter chaos,
It was love that gave them tranquility.

My mind was a mere symbol of menace,
My heart an epitome of solace. ~Faiza Khan
Anastasia May 2019
even wilted roses have thorns
i've had this phrase in my head for a while now. i used it as a caption for one of my drawings, as i often do.
Hawa Mar 2019
If I write a story about me.
Do I become a story, or
The story becomes me??
We all will slowly vanish into the words we write and read.
One day!
We will all become words.


And I am desperately waiting for that day.
cleann98 Feb 2019
how long will it take
for this tangled mess
you've bound yourself in
to turn into actual art?
i just can't wait to look you in the eye
and tell myself
that soon enough
these chains
i've bound myself with
will eventually
lead me somewhere too...

~hi! if you don't know what ******* means, it's kind of like a contemporary art to do with ropes and people c: that's all i can say~

*if you want to, look it up, it's beautiful hehe*

*also (obviously not sponsored) but lyk still plugging Lang Leav "Love Looks Pretty On You" just finished it thrice, give it a read if you're into folios :>
Henriette Feb 2019
so scared to hurt people feelings,
so instead i hurt mine.
Arke Feb 2019
stop forgiving and cutting slack
to those who don't love you back
Arke Jan 2019
I'm not okay, even though I know everything will be

eventually
Marsha Dec 2018
her eyes are beautiful,
but the coldest
I have ever seen.
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