Snow, a Cat, and The Moon ❆ 🌃

❆ A Personal Blog. Mainly Pictures and Thoughts ❆

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Monet 🌻 (2021)

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It’s easy to run away from it It’s easy to put it on hold I thought only time could fix these things But i was just running away

How am i supposed to do when everything felt daunting As i watched the world burn And there’s nothing i could do with it It feels like i’m losing every bits of me Which i left behind Where i could never go back to

I grow afraid of the fire so i ran to the sea Thinking this one could save me I swam away and get swallowed by the wave Can’t find anything than emptiness As i watched myself drowning where everyone’s breathing Wonder where should i ran to again to cease these feelings

I’ve been caught in my own demise I guess i did run but never escape I guess all my screams for help means nothing I’m the only one i have I’m the only one who can save me

- Notes Archive, May 2020

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Sheets (2021)

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https://www.instagram.com/p/B3y4BY2oVZp/

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When this came through and cross you’re mind, and i know there’s a chance for you to talk about it. But you won’t talk to me because you probably think you’re not the one that i need ‬

And here i am threads by threads writing about my sorrow pretending it wasn’t my scream reaching for the tightrope

- Notes Archive, March 2020

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⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾⋆⁺₊⋆ (2021)

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Memories floods like a dream And i’m not sure which feelings are real Feel like we are always close But i don’t know you anymore

I feel disoriented I still searching for a place to belong I thought we had that for a while

And you can leave tommorow morning When i woke up I would pretend that it was just a sad dream

- Notes Archive, January 2020

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My sorrow and moonlight,

Takuboku Ishikawa, tr. by Tamae K. Prindle, from Selected Poems; “In Response to a Pleasant Autumn Wind,” (via paper-fairy)

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