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Literature Text
you love
beauty that's shame.
remarkable really-
your quirks are
but flaws.
you're convinced
i'm synthetic.
never are you so
mistaken.
are you
happy yet?
i think
liars
are
stars.
what be to burn?
we will,
dear.
dear,
will we
burn to be
what stars are?
liars,
think i,
yet happy.
you are
mistaken-
so you are never
synthetic.
i'm convinced your
flaws but are
quirks- your
really remarkable shame
that's beauty.
(I) love you.
beauty that's shame.
remarkable really-
your quirks are
but flaws.
you're convinced
i'm synthetic.
never are you so
mistaken.
are you
happy yet?
i think
liars
are
stars.
what be to burn?
we will,
dear.
dear,
will we
burn to be
what stars are?
liars,
think i,
yet happy.
you are
mistaken-
so you are never
synthetic.
i'm convinced your
flaws but are
quirks- your
really remarkable shame
that's beauty.
(I) love you.
Literature
You, Me, and the Fireflies
There's a stable that holds consistency and horses
and men who don't know the difference.
There are fireflies- nature's dusk, flashlights,
and men who put them in jars.
Like how they think every person is a star.
We are not stars. We are people.
Do not mistake us for being brighter than we are.
Don't put light on our faces and say "look how bright she shines!"
Shining does not make a creature divine.
We are made in the image of who?
So why do we personify the things we are not.
Stars get names.
Babies get names.
Take the sky for what she is, and she will take you for what you are.
How would the world be if winter storms said,
"
Literature
realized I was not a masochist
as I stand here, suffocating, I wonder what’s next.
will I make it out alive?
what do I look like?
are my lips swollen?
do I still have lips?
what are lips?
-
I am leaking raindrops and dripping tonight’s dinner into the living room below me. I am bleeding tears out of my mouth and puke from my eyes. I swear, I can’t stop bleeding, but I’m not bleeding blood- I’m bleeding purple pigments- I’m bleeding bags under my eyes; I’m holding these bags so tightly in my hands that I’m bruising sunsets under my eyes, and he just watches me in the sky.
I tell myself to set. just set like a sunset; just fall
Literature
the loudest lie he ever told
it starts when the clouds break his head and the waves crush his legs. his tears drip on my thigh and the colour of sleep floods my skull. the sound makes me afraid to open my eyes.
the next thing I know I'm naked, holding dry leaves to my chest. this is the thing to do when the boy with skin as frail as paper isn't here to touch me with his blue hands.
I wouldn't mind his lips in my hair if my hair twirled and created pictures of his skin to trace over. I wouldn't mind the wind blowing me through tree branches, through the arms of my lover. I wouldn't mind shivering if it meant holding his hand in the rain. I wouldn't mind my hands tugging
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Yep, it's completely backwards.
The only thing I added was the (I).
This was fun, but I wouldn't recommend it.
It takes lots of time and lots and lots of thought.
This is for: [link]
This is also for valentine's day, in a way.
This could be for my boyfriend if I had any guts at all.
I love, love, love comments ~~
The only thing I added was the (I).
This was fun, but I wouldn't recommend it.
It takes lots of time and lots and lots of thought.
This is for: [link]
This is also for valentine's day, in a way.
This could be for my boyfriend if I had any guts at all.
I love, love, love comments ~~
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Backwards and crazy good. I didn't get until I realized it was backwards and then came the "oh!". Ingenious.