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It drains too much energy 🀧 and i fret I'll burn out ere it infer coz I can't afford to burn out here or now.. πŸ˜” hope u understand andΒ Β step on or stay with minimal draining.
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Sep 6, 2023
Sep 6, 2023 at 8:27 AM UTC
Re-served
π™Όπš’ πš‘πšŽπšŠπš›πš'𝚜 πš›πšŽπšœπšŽπš›πšŸπšŽπš πšπš˜πš› πšπš‘πšŠπš πšœπš˜πš–πšŽπš˜πš—πšŽ πšœπš˜πš–πšŽπš πš‘πšŽπš›πšŽ 𝚘𝚞𝚝 πšπš‘πšŽπš›πšŽ πš πšŠπš’πšπš’πš—πš , πš πš‘πš˜'𝚜 πš‘πšŠπš™πš™πš’ πšπš˜πš› πš–πš’ πšŽπš‘πš’πšœπšπšŽπš—πšŒπšŽ..
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Apr 25, 2022
Apr 25, 2022 at 1:19 PM UTC
Same sky but different horizon..
I- -want to say- -something- but i- -to talk to you- but i- -thinking about thinking- -too- because i- -think- Β Β  -much- -i meant too much- but i- -m just a ****** because i- -don’t know what to- but i- -see you walk away- because i- -didn’t- -opened my- dumb mouth but i- sit- next to you- -so close- because i- -want- -want,want,want- I really want -talk to you- but i- -stumble, fumble, tumble- over words- -because i- No- -i’m not- -really- but i- -i’m not lonely- -because i- -convinced myself 15 different times- -with 15 different excuses- … -so what- -if you walk away- I’ll talk to someone else.
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Oct 18, 2021
Oct 18, 2021 at 1:49 PM UTC
Learning to be an Extrovert
When an Autumn starts to truly come I like to sing into the air of the world the sweetest spring lullabies of much sunnier days, just to try to hide away the crumbling sound of falling dry, dead leaves.
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Feb 1, 2021
Feb 1, 2021 at 10:06 PM UTC
My Autumn
π™Άπš‘πš˜πšœπš-πšπš›πšŠπš’πš—πš’πš—πš πš–πš’ 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚒 πš‘πš˜πš–πšŽ, π™²πšŠπšŸπšŽπš—πšπš’πšœπš‘ 𝚝𝚘 πš€πšžπšŽπšŽπš—πšœ π™ΏπšŠπš›πš”, π™Ώπšžπš—πš”-𝚊-πš•πš’πšŒπš’πš˜πšžπšœ πš™πš’πšœπšπš˜πš•πšœ 𝚊𝚝 πšπšŠπš πš—. π™Ύπš—πšŽ πš‘πšŠπš—πš πš˜πš— πšπš‘πšŽ πš–πšŽπšπšŠπš•, πšπš‘πšŽ πš˜πšπš‘πšŽπš› πš˜πš— πšπš‘πšŽ πš‘πšŠπš’πš›, πš‚πš™πšŠπš›πšπšŠπš— πšπšŠπš›πšπšŠπš—, πš‹πš˜πš˜πš πš•πšŽπšŠπšπš‘πšŽπš› πšŠπš—πš πšœπš‘πš›πšŽπšπšπšŽπš πšœπš•πš˜πšπšŠπš—πšœ: __|__π•¬π–“π–†π–—π–ˆπ–π–ž (𝕻)π–—π–Šπ–˜π–Šπ–—π–›π–Šπ–˜ π•΅π–šπ–‰π–Œπ–Šπ–’π–Šπ–“π–™__|__ 𝙰 πš›πš’πš—πš-𝚊-πš›πš˜πšžπš—πš πšπš‘πšŽ πš›πš˜πšœπš’πšŽ, 𝙰 πšπšŠπš’πšπš‘, 𝚊 πšŒπš˜πš—πšŒπš‘ πšŠπš—πš 𝚊 πš—πš˜πšœπšŽπšπšŠπš’. π™Ύπš’! ⍟ _𝙸 πšπšŽπšŽπš• πš–πš˜πšœπš 𝚊𝚝 πš‘πš˜πš–πšŽ πšŠπš–πš˜πš—πš πšœπš˜πšŒπš’πšŽπšπš’β€™πšœ πš˜πšπšπš’πšπš’πšŽπšœ πš πš‘πš˜ πš’πš—πšŸπšŠπš›πš’πšŠπš‹πš•πš’ πšπš˜πš—β€™πš πšŒπšŽπš•πšŽπš‹πš›πšŠπšπšŽ π™²πš‘πš›πš’πšœπšβ€™πšœ π™ΌπšŠπšœπšœ. πš‚πš πš’πš–πš–πš’πš—πš πšπš’πš›πšŽπš•πšŽπšœπšœπš•πš’ πšžπš™πšœπšπš›πšŽπšŠπš– πšŠπšπšŠπš’πš—πšœπš πšπš‘πšŽ πš‘πš˜πš•πš’ πšŒπšžπš›πš›πšŽπš—πš 𝚘𝚏 πšŒπš˜πš—πšœπšžπš–πšŽπš›πš’πšœπš–, πšπš’πš—πšœπšŽπš• πšŠπš—πš πšπšŠπšŒπš”, πšπšžπš›πš”πšŽπš’ πšŠπš—πš πšπš›πš’πšπš•πšŽ, 𝚠𝚎 πš›πš’πšπšŽ πšπš‘πšŽ πšπš‘πš˜πšœπš πšπš›πšŠπš’πš— πšŠπš—πš πš–πšŽπšŽπš πš˜πšžπš›πšœπšŽπš•πšŸπšŽπšœ πš‘πšŠπš•πšπš πšŠπš’._
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Dec 31, 2020
Dec 31, 2020 at 1:42 AM UTC
Dante’s Vagabond
π™Άπš‘πš˜πšœπš-πšπš›πšŠπš’πš—πš’πš—πš πš–πš’ 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚒 πš‘πš˜πš–πšŽ, π™²πšŠπšŸπšŽπš—πšπš’πšœπš‘ 𝚝𝚘 πš€πšžπšŽπšŽπš—πšœ π™ΏπšŠπš›πš”, π™Ώπšžπš—πš”-𝚊-πš•πš’πšŒπš’πš˜πšžπšœ πš™πš’πšœπšπš˜πš•πšœ 𝚊𝚝 πšπšŠπš πš—. π™Ύπš—πšŽ πš‘πšŠπš—πš πš˜πš— πšπš‘πšŽ πš–πšŽπšπšŠπš•, πšπš‘πšŽ πš˜πšπš‘πšŽπš› πš˜πš— πšπš‘πšŽ πš‘πšŠπš’πš›, πš‚πš™πšŠπš›πšπšŠπš— πšπšŠπš›πšπšŠπš—, πš‹πš˜πš˜πš πš•πšŽπšŠπšπš‘πšŽπš› πšŠπš—πš πšœπš‘πš›πšŽπšπšπšŽπš πšœπš•πš˜πšπšŠπš—πšœ: __|__π•¬π–“π–†π–—π–ˆπ–π–ž (𝕻)π–—π–Šπ–˜π–Šπ–—π–›π–Šπ–˜ π•΅π–šπ–‰π–Œπ–Šπ–’π–Šπ–“π–™__|__ 𝙰 πš›πš’πš—πš-𝚊-πš›πš˜πšžπš—πš πšπš‘πšŽ πš›πš˜πšœπš’πšŽ, 𝙰 πšπšŠπš’πšπš‘, 𝚊 πšŒπš˜πš—πšŒπš‘ πšŠπš—πš 𝚊 πš—πš˜πšœπšŽπšπšŠπš’. π™Ύπš’! ⍟ _𝙸 πšπšŽπšŽπš• πš–πš˜πšœπš 𝚊𝚝 πš‘πš˜πš–πšŽ πšŠπš–πš˜πš—πš πšœπš˜πšŒπš’πšŽπšπš’β€™πšœ πš˜πšπšπš’πšπš’πšŽπšœ πš πš‘πš˜ πš’πš—πšŸπšŠπš›πš’πšŠπš‹πš•πš’ πšπš˜πš—β€™πš πšŒπšŽπš•πšŽπš‹πš›πšŠπšπšŽ π™²πš‘πš›πš’πšœπšβ€™πšœ π™ΌπšŠπšœπšœ. πš‚πš πš’πš–πš–πš’πš—πš πšπš’πš›πšŽπš•πšŽπšœπšœπš•πš’ πšžπš™πšœπšπš›πšŽπšŠπš– πšŠπšπšŠπš’πš—πšœπš πšπš‘πšŽ πš‘πš˜πš•πš’ πšŒπšžπš›πš›πšŽπš—πš 𝚘𝚏 πšŒπš˜πš—πšœπšžπš–πšŽπš›πš’πšœπš–, πšπš’πš—πšœπšŽπš• πšŠπš—πš πšπšŠπšŒπš”, πšπšžπš›πš”πšŽπš’ πšŠπš—πš πšπš›πš’πšπš•πšŽ, 𝚠𝚎 πš›πš’πšπšŽ πšπš‘πšŽ πšπš‘πš˜πšœπš πšπš›πšŠπš’πš— πšŠπš—πš πš–πšŽπšŽπš πš˜πšžπš›πšœπšŽπš•πšŸπšŽπšœ πš‘πšŠπš•πšπš πšŠπš’._
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These walls are not just stone, more than wood. It's a smile, a white lie, a fake confidence. With these walls, I have built a fortress.
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Nov 12, 2019
Nov 12, 2019 at 3:50 PM UTC
These Walls
A sky full of wishes waiting to be had Twinkling against a backdrop of deep dark blue A billion stars poised to gracefully fall Every last one reserved for you
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Oct 19, 2019
Oct 19, 2019 at 12:44 AM UTC
Reserved Wishes
You are reserved for my My first start My first way My first chance My first dance My first kiss My first half My first wish My first love My first laugh My first hug My first heart My first day My first night My first right My first… Β© Feelings Coated
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Sep 26, 2019
Sep 26, 2019 at 1:06 PM UTC
Reserved
sometimes, princes - s wait - i at the - h top of - t their tower. - e waiting for - k a rapunzel - i to toss their - l long hair up - t tied at the end - s with a grappling - u hook and climb it - j
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Feb 11, 2019
Feb 11, 2019 at 3:25 AM UTC
princes
New face New voice Same feels Same fears I love how You relieve me But I fear That you’ll leave me Like the others That wondered about Until they found what they sought out Leaving my heart to whither and shrink While my thoughts become filled with doubt.
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Feb 6, 2019
Feb 6, 2019 at 6:25 PM UTC
New You, Same Me
A rock spins inside a world too large for us to see. On it is many creatures, including you and me. We've never known what it's like to live on another rock. It seems to me that somehow we have found the best spot. We weren't the ones who found this speck of the universe, which we dwell. It was something else that put us here. It's not very hard to tell. Our creator knew this precious rock was specially reserved for us. From his playful heart of love, he built it as our flying bus.
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Jul 24, 2018
Jul 24, 2018 at 6:30 PM UTC
Our Flying Bus
i am me, simple and steady, i am me, not needed. dead inside, complex in the mind. no one ever cared, no one ever wondered. i was always alone, in my mind, in my soul. my words never reached anyone. i am me, no one. just one that was none, always and forever no one. in a complex and steady kind of way, no one until time has its say... no one are the words that are in display, NO ONE....
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Jun 19, 2018
Jun 19, 2018 at 8:23 PM UTC
no one
Don’t put me in a group and expect me to talk Be careful with your questions or you’ll meet a roadblock Ask me about my feelings and out the door I will walk This is who I am Despite my reluctance to deep conversation Talking can sometimes be my great salvation My inability to talk just brings me more and more frustration This is who I am If asked what I need I’d probably just shrug Although you should know that I just want a hug Just tell me that you love me and hold me snug This is who I am The rest of the time I seem as if I’m all smiles I leave everything to clutter my brain in big piles Then I put up a facade so no one can guess at my trials This is who I am
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Mar 30, 2018
Mar 30, 2018 at 3:49 PM UTC
This is Who I am
β€œYou seem quiet today,” they say. I reply, β€œOh, I’m okay.” My lies come out hasty That’s just how it’s been lately I think she can tell I’m not just fine The problem is that my head and my heart don’t align Even then, I just wish I could tell someone My heart says to talk but my head says to run My heart feels sad and heavy Instead, I should feel steady My head thinks the sadness is all a mistake I just feel like such a fake These things make me hurt but I feel vain in my gut Others have it so, so much worse But here I go feeling as if I’m under some curse Maybe that’s why I can’t talk about it Does this make me a counterfeit? It’s like I don’t have the right to be sad For all of my blessings, I should be glad I search for love and care and from some, it unfolds My mom’s heart hurts from my dad but their marriage still holds My grandpa has health problems but he is still here I still talk to my friends even after they disappear There’s something inside of me that I can’t see I don’t like this different side of me There is so much conflict going on Maybe that’s why I’m always withdrawn It’s like I don’t know who I am anymore Inside my head and my heart I just can’t explore I’ve isolated myself to a major degree Now my isolation is what defines me
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Mar 30, 2018
Mar 30, 2018 at 3:43 PM UTC
Inside my Head
"You're very reserved lately" ... "Did you have an argument?" No "This time of year I was studying for my finals the most" 'Congratulations' ... "What's your plan?" ... "Won't the trip, if it happens, pressure you?" No "Your mood..." Yes "Are you having trouble getting out of bed in the morning?" No "I have choir tonight" Okay "I'm tired" I can see that "Really? I'll rest before dinner then" Okay I want to cry
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Dec 20, 2017
Dec 20, 2017 at 12:03 PM UTC
Getting out of bed
Inscribed upon silk Is your raw humanity. Lessons have taught That such delicacies Cannot be caught. Unless uncovered From the tomb In which truth lies. l.v.s
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Dec 23, 2016
Dec 23, 2016 at 11:10 AM UTC
Where Truth Lies
"It's easy to die but it's not easy to live." -D.E.T
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Jan 16, 2017
Jan 16, 2017 at 12:25 AM UTC
Quote 13
BY:D.E.T Faith belongs to those who are not blind To sight the light and darkness When the light's fade All you are left is with darkness Because 'tween the light there was always the darkness
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Nov 12, 2016
Nov 12, 2016 at 9:14 PM UTC
Without Darkness there is no Light
I'm only good in doses the closest you'll ever get to all of me is in the trees when runnin free from dreams of animosity and childhood fears I wear thin my impact only comes (in) if I keep the light dim If i let it simmer and shout then there is no doubt you'll see all of me and my childhood dreams My needs that seethe on you Are a kid and his toy wrench Turning every loose *****
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Oct 12, 2016
Oct 12, 2016 at 11:43 AM UTC
A Close Distance
Written in July 14, 2016 Spring the leaf is born And summer the leaf has grown Then when autumn has arrived The golden leaves Will whisper Good bye To the branches That once form Part of the tree Silently the leaf will collapse On the ground With no sound Kneeling down It will lay down till They become dust Meanwhile the wild Breeze Blows The sentimental memories The shadows of the wind Will make the leaves that lay down in the ground Speak to the shadows Of the remains Of the presence Till it slowly And lonely fade away........
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Jul 29, 2016
Jul 29, 2016 at 7:05 PM UTC
THE LIFE OF THE LEAVES
Burning fever Its signify As the ''Sea of flames'' From the other side Lies the pale of glory It's the fever Of the old times Old but cold Among the top The pure Of innocence Lies on the side of depravity Among the battles Among anathema Of difference Lies the voice of the horror
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Jun 11, 2016
Jun 11, 2016 at 1:46 AM UTC
Sea of Flames
Crystal haze, painted in grey Smooth shadows embrace me Deep blue Roaring and crashing wave Calmness over comes you Obsessed with the sounds of swaggering water Reflect the sun gently kissing The secret lover Of the sea
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Jun 8, 2016
Jun 8, 2016 at 9:13 PM UTC
Echoes of the Ocean
Mind to eyes time to live Sleepless nights lay On my restless Reflections Lost into your jewels eyes Marveling if the birth of fire in the darkness Will blasting through the darkness Into your eyes I see A lion starving For desire For a touch of my lips Numb Hard to speak when you are close Inside your eyes are full of lust I pull back in disappear with the dust
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Jun 8, 2016
Jun 8, 2016 at 3:38 AM UTC
Into Your Eye's