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E é nas matas onde respiro
Na cachoeira onde me banho
Na sombra das árvores onde descanso
E é o som do canto dos pássaros,
o som do vento fazendo as folhas flutuarem
Isso me faz tornar a vida quando a cidade me devora.
— DiAngelox.
#diangelox#textos#texto#poesia#carteldapoesia#jovensescritores#poema#jovenspoetas#natureza#cachoeira#Oxossi
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was dead certain i was an athena kid, but now i know im an apollo kid. knowing three instruments, strong musical theatre singer, dancer, poetry, and a need to take care of injuries?? like ?? how blind was i? LMAO
pjo fans !!!!!!!! rb with the greek god that you claimed as ur godly parent when you first read percy jackson and which greek god you think could be your godly parent now
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percy jackson user
annabchxase
percystrxng
diangeloxs
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swextgrover
tholympians (eu amei esse)
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As manhãs são tristes, acordo-me com o corpo pesado
O decorrer do dia se torna mais ou menos, as vezes as coisas melhoram por um breve momento e depois volta a ser entediante ou cansativo
O final da noite, quando vou dormir, se torna solitário e triste novamente
Pensamentos negativos e pesadelos me assombram
Alguns dias são piores
Outros são melhores
Mas ultimamente está tudo assim,
mais ou menos.
- DiAngelox
#textos #tristeza #frases #luz #ansiedade
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Que este novo começo
seja um recomeço
Cercado de ouro e tesouros
e não cito apenas a matéria
Agora o vento pode soprar toda a sujeira
para o mar,
para que as ondas possam levar o falso tesouro.
— DiAngelox.
#2024#diangelox#textos#texto#poesia#carteldapoesia#jovensescritores#poema#jovenspoetas#ano novo#recomeço#fases#novo ano
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♣ can u guess which one tho
yeah all of them
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Read!
2/5
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diangelox replied to your post:
are you going through an emotional breakdown
i don't even know what emotions are anymore man i have too many ahaha
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Eu estou com a necessidade de recarregar faz tempo
Minha bateria está a quase zero porcento
Minha necessidade vem das matas
Do sol e o barulho das águas
Apenas o cheiro da chuva pode suprir minha alma
de tanta angústia.
— DiAngelox
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diangelox replied to your post: ”I didn’t need to know this!!!”
i would reply but two nico’s??? ?
aw dang not sure how that will work :/ but wow this was supPOSE TO BE FUNNY BUT I GET A FEELING I'LL BE SHEDDING TE AR S
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Siblings Help the best
Some of the campers have driven Athenas to her breaking point. She thought it would be different here, she thought they would treat her better but no. It’s all the same. Some guy had pushed her down and called her ‘Death Freak.’ She stood back up and rounded on the camper.
All she could see was red as the shadows around her grew and jewels formed at her feet. Raising her hand in front of her a sinister smile appeared on her face as she could feel the skeleton of a dead animal rise.
#missmetaldetecter#askmisshazellevesque#asktheghostprince#diangelox#diangelonico#hi i hope you dont mind i tagged you#theoutcastson
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"Don't let me die."
Put one of the following in my inbox for my muse's reaction.
~ It's not that he couldn't cry, it;s just he chose not to. He had to be strong, to have a firm grip of himself. He shouldn't lose it now; not this time. He swallowed thickly, holding back the sob that is forcing it;s way out. He bit his lip and sat there on the cold hard ground, Nico, weak and lax, in his arms.
No. He couldn't let him die. "Stay with me." His voice was quiet - weak. It felt like speaking through shattered glass, but in this case the glass was his fears and his emotions; scratching at his throat, making it all that difficult for him to speak more. He needed to talk him through this; and he was failing. "Don't fall asleep on me okay?" He murmured.
If he wasn't as exhausted and bruised as he was, Jake would've transported the both of them somewhere someone can help. Neither had much left; but Nico was far worse. The part that scared him the most? As the steward of Fate - he could feel Nico's thread straining, threatening to break; he knew he was close; but he couldn't do anything about it - it was his duty to keep fate as it was, not change it. Though, which is more important?
His stead or Nico?
He paused at the thought, he shouldn't be asking that; the answer should be obvious. He knew what could happen - he knew it would happen. But nonetheless; some things are worth sacrificing for something much more important, much more precious. Nico was already passing out; mumbling incoherent words, Jake knew the boy was still fighting, and he couldn't let him die - he just couldn't.
One last effort. He held onto Nico; putting all his energy, all of it for one last jump back to Camp; the only place he knows the demigod could be saved. the last thing he knew was the agony and pure pain of reaching his own limit with the effort; and Nico's voice among the blackness of it all; "Don't let me die."
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