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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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~Introduction~
• Poems by me
• Poems I like
• Art by me
• Art I like
•Photography by me
•Photography I like
Some nitw fanart!
Absolutely obsessed with the game atm!
Some of my Omori fanart I did over the years:)
Wanna do all the Polaroids eventually but that will take forever!!!
There are style fics older than 9/11
My flesh, my home 🦪 🫧
08/07/2024
skin turning pale
with blood almost black
seeping out - fingers twitch as i go slack
why do i hurt
even though i am dead?
why is the last thing to shut down my head
i’ve been in necrosis
for almost ten years
and still people tell me the remedy’s near
what if i found it
in decades or more
would my skin still have the chance to restore
the damage i caused it
the permanent marks
the lack of compassion running through my heart
i think it’s too late now
for something like me
to cling onto hopes of prosperity
change of state
you are muted eyes, dull gaze
hooded cloak, scarred face
someone else entirely
from the kid you used to be
you are bitten lips, teeth stained
keep your anger restrained
your feelings will evaporate;
it's nothing but a change of state
31/03/2024
i'll cut out my heart and lay it in your palm
"this is me, all of me, please keep it warm"
as blood runs down your arm you’ll ask if it hurts
and i'll say, "not a lot, losing you would be worse"
(it doesn't hurt a lot, but it always hurts)
This is so good what!!!!
14/2/24
I saw my father smile today
A naive smile, tainted by love
the lack of knowledge of what would come
a life of storms ahead
I miss that man
so full of love he could be
life had not yet broken him
had broken us
I miss that man so much
I saw my father smile today
smile at me,
with pride and without judgement
but to wish for it to happen now would be foolish
Old pictures are nothing but old memories
Now they are forgotten
When all love is rotten
All pride is dust
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draft i finished today
26/1/24
I am loosing my light
I am loosing my mind
See what i am
I am barely alive
No longer breathing
I am barely alive
I am loosing my art
I am loosing my time
Can you see me down here?
I am barely alive
God I need to be seen
I am barely alive
I am loosing my self
I am loosing my soul
What have I become
I am barely alive
When will this be done
I am barely alive
My light it is lost
inside of my mind
I am barely alive
I am barely alive
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sorry this might be a little depressing 🙏🏻
new hat i customised feat. keaton henson pins @laurinnnn gifted me (:
Finally got this finnished🥳🎉🎉
Probably the longest I've ever spent on one piece but I'm so glad I kept at it, the amount of times I wanted to give up
WTF THATS SO AMAZING
why are you so cool
Im acoustic
4/11/23
When I step outside at night
for a smoke and some memories,
I feel sorry for myself once in a while
coughing up some grey stuff
biting my nails
and waiting for the blood to dry
Seven minutes left.
I should check on the pizza
Five minutes left.
I wait for you to text back.
You never do.
I know that
but a little hope can’t hurt.
A couple walks by.
Giggling.
Good for them.
The cigarette burns my lips.
Time to get back inside.
I should get to sleep
Damn it my pizza.
Burned.
Maybe I’ll order out again
Guilty of hurting
I often feel ashamed of my love
and the pain that comes with it
The vulnerability of opening up to someone and knowing
knowing
that they could turn it against you
at any given time
You give a part of you away
that can never be returned
It leaves an emptiness
Which burns when not replaced
But the burning hurts less
than keeping the part of you
that begs to be theirs
Why are those considered weak who feel?
How does that make sense?
Am I weak for giving
when I could risk loosing all?
Or does it just make me stupid?
Id rather be stupid than weak.
Thanks to you society I guess
Another one of your great rules.
Funny how something that dissolves every inch of your body and tears you apart
Is the thing that keeps you together
I would keep holding onto it a live time
Always in the back of my pocket
Like a little bird as my companion
So I’d never be fully alone
For the one I would die.
For him I would live.
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Impulsive love poem I wrote out of feelings I suppressed for too long.