February 2012
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The Witching Hour.
Enchanting fables conjure a childhood of late Swearing to endure the loss of a youth unrefined Like fangs bathed in the naivety of a helpless lamb I dream of a different kind of power. This brilliant hour, equidistant of dusk and dawn Where the moon has finally conquered the heavens The sun is dying, its blood scathed on the ashes of the final horizon- Faces don ashen pigments, the...
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Somebody That He Used To Know.
A forlorn winter where snowflakes flutter with stealth, robbing the gowns of unsuspecting evergreens-
in such an ashen world, she is different vivacious beauty, she reigns the attention of the most stubborn of seas-
those eyes captured summer, as if sundrenched evenings had dripped into innocent sockets, refusing to leave-
her ivory cheeks consent to the grace of water’s skin they seep...
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tryingtostandtall replied to your post: XLIII.
Damn girl. I want to write a book with you
Lmao what are you waiting for! Fly to the UK and link me! :D
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XLIII.
He told her to inform me That he still missed me-
Quivering lips spin yarns Of lies, detrimental hearts Crumble at the slight of my Touch, the rules we bend as We lay nonchalantly in unchaste Sheets-
He exploits himself, selling me His love until I am unhinged Scandalous addictions of Detachment and pleasure Leave no room for emotion.
Our matrimony was completely Transactional Until...
tryingtostandtall asked: love your blog!
j0nawithazero asked: Your writing is astounding and so powerful! I love it! I look forward to reading more!
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The Saviour of Metropolis.
thewritersaddress:
He wants to be a hero, someone destined to change the world. He wants to be that unknowing individual with greatness trapped inside his soul. But he’s not. At age thirteen, he idolizes his hero dressed in red and blue, who hangs in worship on his bedroom door. He wishes it were him with the flying cape.
He flicks through his comic books, still reveling at the accomplishments...
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XLV.
You are the wound that never healed Pacified by denial and avoidance You lie imminent in your rabid cocoon Awaiting the moment to break through the void- You shed your serptentine skin, over open lacerations Only to prick my weakness with your venom once more.
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Argh this day is stupid.
WHY IS NOTHING GOING RIGHT
iknowwhythe-cagedbirdsings asked: you are so gorgeous! english major?
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We Kill Ourselves A Little More Each Time.
Sometimes it comes easy, spiralled excitement
Bursts from metal nibs, hurrying to expose their
Durability, inky webs spread themselves
To be adored, to be applauded
These days remain the better days-
Self-faith is prevalent, the art of poetic scripture
Is innate, it is unquestionable-
Yet, there are others
Days where nibs run dry, exposed to
Famine and hunger, the strife of unresolved...
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Misdemeanour.
Slaughtered muses lay openly in the torchlight
Compelling her to grieve near their putrid bodies
A fading Winter, lost in clouds of discontent
Revealing rotting skin of noble lovers
Inevitable love has always eluded her, romance
Capable to prevail over the sins of evil are
Nothing more than shameless cinematic distortions
Martyred in preservation; as Death comes to
Take their edifice only...
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Like Van Gogh.
If I mailed you my
severed ear, would that make you
a better list’ner?
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I hate the fact that I know I'm not working hard...
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Acrostic - I Hate To Carry This Hate.
thewritersaddress:
I
Honestly have begun to Abhor These feelings that fill my Existence.
The venom in my heart has Overpowered any warmth, any love
Causing this heart to erode And stiffen with Rivalry and Retribution. Unwilling to Yield, unaffected by
The defects and blemishes in the Hideousness that is my soul I cannot exercise integrity and...
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Anonymous asked: That comment telling you you were pretty and then asking you your bra size was pretty awkward...I'm sure you get this a lot but I just wanted to tell you that I think you're really beautiful, minus the unwanted comments about your chest :)
Anonymous asked: hey you're really pretty, what bra size are you?
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And So She Said..
“You’re wrong if you believe that we have security. Nothing in this life is secure. And in the end, all you have is yourself.
I don’t know about you, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.”
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Where You Belong
workmenscomp:
Passing fancy Of a loves lust Turning pedals in the rainfall Our roots all wet and warm Caged in tormenting tendrils Open these eyes and close to sleep Home and love and pain we weep You belong to me And I still belong to you
New lips remind me The taste of the love you stole And now, we belong to our distance A breath to breathe the miles apart
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XXXIV.
Foolish heart- Trusting in the smooth dexterity of a razor Inhabiting the edge of a blade Willing to slit lesions into grafting wrists Befuddled like rainbows that form from Indecisive weather, she cannot decide how to feel Eyes unjust from restless nights, unhinged from Their sockets like household bulbs She lies awake, ill with worry Suddenly, life means more than menial days The ache...
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“The first draft of anything is shit.”
– Ernest Hemingway.
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Because I'm Tired, Stressed and Grumpy
Weary eyed to The arrival of daybreak- Monotony fails to Motivate this morning
Still in the clothes You wore yesterday The crane from sleeping At your desk compliments Your stress
Out you reach, grabbing A cup of last nights Coffee, you grimace At its lurid taste, stumbling To find your specs before Embarking on this continuous Toil-
The weight drops off your Waist, everything...
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The Witching Hour.
Enchanting fables conjure a childhood of late Swearing to endure the loss of a youth unrefined Like fangs bathed in the naivety of a helpless lamb I dream of a different kind of power. This brilliant hour, equidistant of dusk and dawn Where the moon has finally conquered the heavens The sun is dying, its blood scathed on the ashes of the final horizon- Faces don ashen pigments, the...
jambu2525 asked: *muah* ;)
lingering-words asked: You're so beautiful! And you're an excellent writer. <3
lifestimetable asked: You have nice lips...=)
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Home.
thewritersaddress:
some ten years later after our adventures had ceased and we had conquered the world we return from the voyage, back home to relive it all again edging towards the river and towards that tree still brazen as we remember, naked and exposed its summer dress of leaves ran away with the Fall we creep upon its bark, smiling at the inscriptions carved into its trunk. names scribed by...
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Forsaken War.
there is no warmth left in your hands, I am sure there is no breath in your lungs you lie limp
And I am the flatline.
This guilt cannot be appeased it prods me with envy of what could have been, bitter remorse for what is-
Intense discussions held in veiled closets, secretly...
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Evasion.
and all my efforts come to no avail-
by trying to separate myself from your influence
I have become your carbon copy.
zannus:
zannus:
Unhappiness is the heaviest currency issued to pay back a loan of obligation. So heavy, in fact, that the interest on the loan is levied in tears and five-gallon buckets filled with lead and guilt. Carry those for long and you’ll find the wrinkles on your face outweigh the years spent paying a debt that was not entirely yours to pay alone.
Relevant.
Agreed.
meader asked: Hey now, I think you'd be surprised how many of us pay attention, read, and thoroughly enjoy your work. :) Keep writing!
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He looks at me, but he doesn’t really see me.
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Wow. Reached my first 1k.
Doesn’t feel like it though. I know only a select few actually pay attention to this blog. The rest just follow back, because I followed first. Or because they saw me on a feature. Or because of the ridiculous amount of self portrait photos I post.
This isn’t a rant. I’m so grateful that the number is what it is. It just doesn’t feel how much...
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What We Once Were.
thewritersaddress:
It was October, the late afternoon rays dusted my apple blushed cheeks Cold chills hardened my exhales, as I set forth on quilted roads Once sullied with the hourly dregs of machinery now softened with hoarfrost Each snowflake which had fallen from the Autumn sky Left auburn leaves crunchy with residue The desire to run through piles of leaves plagued my mind Minus...
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When.
when the world forces me into a realm of indifference and bitter winds wound my throbbing cheeks
you protect me from its harsh trickery
when there is not one to shield my honour from the desecration of lost souls, and my heavy brow believes that I am abandoned in this abyss
you shelter me from its destructive shadows.
risingtideontheriversofblood asked: I would kiss your feet if you'd let me.
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jambu2525 asked: 'sombody he used to know' = amazing! well done!
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Somebody That He Used To Know.
A forlorn winter where snowflakes flutter with stealth, robbing the gowns of unsuspecting evergreens-
in such an ashen world, she is different vivacious beauty, she reigns the attention of the most stubborn of seas-
those eyes captured summer, as if sundrenched evenings had dripped into innocent sockets, refusing to leave-
her ivory cheeks consent to the grace of water’s skin they seep...
zannus:
It’s relatively simple for her to recognize weakness now that she has experienced strength first-hand.
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I have missing parts
Use your eyes
Use your hands
Decipher me.
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Wade
cigarettesandleather:
Quick feet slip on the iced floor. Voices echo off tall walls. Caged in like marbles in a bowl. A mass of bodies pushed around. Set here to scream and let everything out. This IS the place and the time IS now. Find the one and thrash. If you’re not here for this game you should be on the sidelines. A close quarters fight for freedom. Try to remember the words that...
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Watch the Throne tickets booked for June 13th!!!!!