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may i say this, i am absolutely in love with your many blogs carrd and tagging system!

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you've forgotten now; that—

to be cursed is to be removed of normality stripped of your very self, melted down to nothing and built up again and maybe the witch forgot something because your bones are soft now but everything else is set in stone

oh, to relive life as a human, to burn with mortal passion and heat now you’re just cold hard stone with unbelievably soft bones and with no one to save you and remind you of humanity and, oh, the witch forgot so many, in her quest for immortality, she forgot you; and what are you to her but a bit of stone and surprisingly soft bones?

curses, so many bones !

wc. 111; FFF60 — soft bones; @flashfictionfridayofficial, third entry!

do I know what i’m doing? n o

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another ruined heart is upon me;

…and yet you never once stopped to care so why start now? broke and hurt and shattered all those useless glass hearts you never shed a tear, why do they fall now? I sat by and watched and waited and pleaded did my best to glue the shards together, but we know glass is fragile and irreparable begging you to stop never worked, I don’t know why i’m trying, all it got me was exclusion, because you thought it all a game, thought it all a harmless joke, when are you to learn that all those broken hearts will nurse cracks now? again I beg you to stop, again you laugh and shut the door in my face, I sometimes wonder how we became friends in the first place.

wc. 129; FFF59 — I beg you; @flashfictionfridayofficial, my second entry!

yeah more poetry what about it

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rewind. regret. repeat.

My first-ever entry for @flashfictionfridayofficial, ( #FFF58 ) ! Hope you enjoy <3

wc. 130

step one, lose all love for humanity, and take on a new name, new identity step two, forget all that you knew, ignore the cries for help, shield yourself against the human pain step three, become distant, fill yourself up with a sense of emptiness, a hole that will never be filled step four, pretend you know what you are doing, enter the state that is the Rewind step five, embrace your new power, marvel at your newfound life, sneer at mortals step six, realise all you knew and loved are now lost forever, to space and beyond, that you are all alone step seven, regret it all and wish you never knew about immortality

and that is how being immortal works. any questions? if not, prepare for the Rewind

aye okay I don’t exactly know what this is. poetry? prose? no one knows, least of all the author.

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Letter by Letter masterpost!

This post officially marks the end of my alphabet poetry collection :> i hope you enjoyed my poems, and if you haven’t checked all of them out, here’s your chance! Organised from A to Z.

a, a song of sorrow

b, beyond this life

c, cerulean blue

d, down deep

e, elysian

f, forever yours

g, going once, going twice, sold

h, happily ever after

i, incandescent

j, jam and other things

k, keep your heart, give your soul

l, little holes

m, mirror mirror

n, narrow roads and endless skies

o, on the other side

p, pretty lies

q, quiet in the city

r, returned

s, see my heart

t, truth is what kills us all

u, under the sea and sky

v, vault of your soul

w, where do the butterflies go

x, xylophone tones

y, young and wild and free

z, zenith

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z, zenith

on top of the world, you were what happened to that motivation?

flying fast and free, you used to be what happened to that unchecked joy?

your life was at its zenith and now you've dropped so low pick it up and start loving again love life, love yourself, love it all again

alphabet poetry, day twenty-six — z

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y, young and wild and free

young and wild and free and unstoppable dreams are big and laughter is loud nothing is going to bring you down nothing is going to stop you you're going to rule the world lead it into happiness and glory love it with all you have

young and wild and free how long more till you realise it's not that easy?

alphabet poetry, day twenty-five — y

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x, xylophone tones

up and down and up and down the chiming keeps ringing and ringing mallets hits the bars and don't stop

in and out and in and out your breath is a chant in your ears heart is pumping and going faster

xylophone tones and panic settling into your bones like an old friend again

alphabet poetry, day twenty-four — x

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w, where do the butterflies go

where do the butterflies go when the weather turns cold and there's nothing left behind?

when there's only snow for miles and the shiver creeps up all around when the doubts begin to sink in

where do the butterflies go when you're sick and lonely? when you're in desperate need butterflies are like those people you call friends

who only came because you faked being happy when you were dying inside and now you're broken

where do the butterflies go?

alphabet poetry, day twenty-three — w

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v, vault of your soul

kept it under lock and key why were you surprised when I picked it and slipped in?

surrounded it with guards and hired mercenaries why were you horrified to see them all on the floor, knocked out?

didn't tell anyone about its existence why were you annoyed that I figured it out anyway?

your soul is in a vault. jealously guarded. kept close to your heart. but you forget. so is mine. and if you let me break into yours, i'll let you break into mine.

vault of your soul, and bank of my heart.

alphabet poetry, day twenty-two — v

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u, under the sea and under the sky

under the sea and under the sky is where you'll find my mind and my heart entwined like faeries huddling under a shady tree or like mermaids diving in the deep sea 

I promise nothing will hurt you here only the leaves and the waves to take away your fear under the sea and under the sky next time I'll remember to bring a firefly

alphabet poetry, day twenty-one — u

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t, truth is what kills us all

truth or dare, and chances are you'll pick the dare because why would you give up something about you? you could lie, sure, but people are nosy, people will find out, and then what? your life will be ruined anyway, you might as well risk the dare, risk something less impactful, or maybe it'll be more impactful, but that's a risk you're willing to take, anything to avoid the truth that kills us all.

alphabet poetry, day twenty — t

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s, see my heart

i saw you on the street one day and you were petting someone else's dog it was raining and you still stopped to show another being love and maybe i fell in love with you

but maybe it was when i saw you again three days later helping someone pick flowers i don't even know why you were helping but you were and, god, you looked so pretty

and maybe it was then that I realised maybe I didn't love you but maybe I wanted to know you look beyond the dog and the flowers see into your heart, and let you see into mine

in that case let it be that one day we shall meet again and we can talk and i can learn who you are and then we can laugh together and you can see my heart and see that i have longed to know you since the day with the dog

but I guess before then i'll keep walking.

alphabet poetry, day nineteen — s

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r, returned

don't wait up for me don't cry over me leaving don't toss a coin into a well and wish for me

i'll come back when i'm ready please don't miss me you promised me your heart

and i'll return with it

alphabet poetry, day eighteen — r

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q, quiet in the city

nothing stirs there's a leaf someone forgot to sweep up on the pavement are the buildings toppling or is it your imagination? abandonment and ruin surround on all sides the sky is no longer blue, you're lucky if you even spot a cloud is that someone's shadow or just another rat?

quiet in the city where no one is ever around

alphabet poetry, day seventeen — q

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p, pretty lies

lies that slip off your tongue so fast and so easily lies that don't do anything lies that come with flowers and a ribbon lies that bind you to the ground and drag you down deeper with each one pretty worthless lies that bind

alphabet poetry, day sixteen — p

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