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Language is Alive
Language is alive,
It breathes emotions
Inhaling pain and exhaling art.
It gives and it gives
word after word,
A poem is slowly created.
And as the pain becomes unbearable
language will save you
as it inhales your pain,
giving you encouragement to continue,
in return.
language is alive.
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Acceptance
We all have to leave;
Eventually.
No matter how loved,
Or important, we are.
Death comes for us all.
The sooner we accept it,
The sooner we are able to live.
Life is not about death
And death, well,
Death is all about life.
Some men believe that
The life you lived determines
Where you go next.
While some believe,
That you will live on
In memories.
Either way,
The acceptance that
Death is inevitable,
Will allow you to live without fear.
And when death comes knocking,
I hope that you greet him, like an old friend,
Ready to move one.
Happy with the life
You lived.
The fear of death,
Will always bring you closer to him.
Acceptance, however,
Allows you to live.
Really live.
Not just imagine living.
Acceptance brings
Peace.
- A.evans
#writers of tumblr#an excerpt from a story i'll never write#my writing#an excerpt from a book i'll never write#poetry#spilled ink#spilled words#writer#death#death is not the end
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Missing you became a daily routine for me.
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cemeteries aren't creepy they're actually devoted to memory and rest and love and humanity
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you are everything you said you'd protect me from
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This heart is a haunted house of all the things people left behind. This haunted house was once a home to the most beautiful love one could ever witness but now it lays dead. Cheers to the young poison that we drank in the name of love.
The soft moss grows in the forgotten parts of this haunted house as the light shines brightly from the cracks of this pity world. Will the children play? Will someone fall in love with this haunted house ever again?
The torn curtains, the muddy floor, people sink in this love like a twig in a marsh. Will you hold my hand? Will you save me from sinking? But how could you? Won't you be sinking with me? Breaths slow down as we close our eyes together bidding a final goodbye.
Now, death lays on the home that was made on the foundation of poisoned love.
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My friends(don’t have tumblr): have u seen this meme lol, it was on the ‘best of tumblr’ facebook page, tumblr is so funny
Me, a tumblr gremlin: haha yeah lol, think i’ve seen that one before lol
Me (what I really mean): you fools. I am plugged into the mainframe, wired to the primary source. Of course have seen that meme, and all 5000 of it’s variants, 3 and a half months ago. I have seen the rise and fall of that meme, the boom and bust, the drama, the pain, the shitposting, oh god, the shitposting. I have seen this meme in it’s rawest, freshest, unpasturised, most primal state. Do not insult me with these rank, stale puddles, that sit at the very base of the meme trickle down economy.
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when tumblr users post tweets on tumblr it’s postmodern intertextuality when twitter users post tumblr posts on twitter it’s loser behavior hope this helps
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you can’t replace my vibe but good luck.
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“No matter how much suffering you went through, you never wanted to let go of those memories.”
― haruki murakami
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“I fell in love with the way you looked at me, spoke to me, touched me without using your hands and left me breathless but still full of life.”
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I made a bearded dragon stuffed animal anyone wanna see?
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"but she was your Lilith, and for one time i regretted my wings, i tryed to cut them off and be as her, tryed to dance in the flames for you "
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i love it when people come and just run through my blog liking all of my posts and reblogging a few because it makes me feel like an owner of a lil shop and someone has come in to compliment all of my wares and occasionally wants to buy a few things and it makes me very happy
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if somebody held their arms out to me and softly told me “c’mere” i would simply break down
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I'm all for academic integrity and accurate citing until I change the access date in the footnote to make my professors think I didn't procrastinate
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