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(from "the breathing")
shadows waving in layers
beneath the blue lights
were blackened
and the silence
with a deafening symphony
was frozen
only the breathing
breaks the ice of silence
like a cry of a bird
glimmering deeply and unstably
in this huge world
I am left alone
I am left alone.
the cold silence
the desolate darkness
the breathing piercing the air
in that suffocating swell
I am left alone
I am left alone.
sinking is
not a bad thing
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sneaking onto the reservoir again by Robert Wood Lynn
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A Wizard's Education (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/375223270-a-wizard%27s-education?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=moonsparkle_muse Celia is a student at Elunder university, a school that turns out legendary mages of world renown. unfortunately she is a really, really bad wizard.
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tw: twink
more of the doodles from the other day. the floodgates have been opened
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I can't keep having the same conversations about love languages, mbti, iq, bmi, "brain fully formed at 25" and shit over and over again...
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through summer rain and winter freeze
ancient roots hold firm and deep
hidden from spring-time breeze
in all the desperate hope it keeps
if the knotted hand loosend
ripped from the hard-packed dirt
it falls to new earth
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wild woods
the wild woodswoman of the wild woods
asleep in the wild brambles and the wild mud
a crown of thorns and twigs and leaves
awoken from the wakeless dreams of ancient aching trees
with grizzled hand she does command, the leaves, the trees, the bees
so in her land you should not stand, she knows where you have stood
with ink black eyes, there she lies, in rotting dying wood
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way ahead of you :)
if there was a felt puppet of me would you fuck its mouth? <- first thought i have of day
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I would institutionalise patients for being mean to me
if I was a psychiatrist I would give every patient lamictal and one stimulant of their choice on the first appointment
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the moon
the moon reflects the dying light
all that he resents
the dying light is all he is
all she can repent
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the little emo man is innocent
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