Even after falling a thousand times, the moon will still hang in the sky.
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I am the blank canvas
I am the untouched clay
I am the gem yet to be polished.
Every emotion is a colorful stroke
Every memory is a new shape
Every breath is when I shine.
I am dead
I am alive
I am everything I dreamed of
I am nothing I dreamed of.
A veracity yet to be.
Hands raised defensively. The amount of times she's seen people get off from this—
"Alright, alright." Closing the distance. Observing the placement for a moment. Ugh. Both bone and muscle. Maybe nerves too.
That curve was always the worst.
"3..2..1—" not slow with it. Oops.
..Does he.. need help getting off or..
...
Should she be more worried about what placed him on there—?
ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠ 𝝽mpty yet 𝓕ree。 retweeted
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Silence both in mind and outside, she had to act careful for this moment of peace.
She could keep laying in bed. Maybe let the silence guide her fingers as she paints something new.
"..."
—flip. Book retrieved and opened. She hasn't written in this for awhile...
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There was some things she didn't want to acknowledge, but barely controls her own conscious.
She encountered another version of herself.
She offered love in a foreign world.
That piece remains ever so distant, yet persists in world full of nothing.
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