let it be known

What are you, if not an Angel?

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I was replaying Hello Charlotte again, and I stumbled upon this weird room I'd never seen before... was the game updated, or something?

I couldn't find the room again.

[apoemaday]

The Sun Is Still a Part of Me

by Jennifer Willoughby

More than ever shy is why I am inside with the sun as my more popular roommate. The sun illuminates my uniform of silence. The sun knows how love is just the distance between unlovable objects. My phone is lying over there. My phone is close to solving the mystery of why I don't answer the phone. I am so busy. I am practicing my new hobby of watching me become someone else. There is so much violence in reconstruction. Each minute is grisly, but I have to participate. I am building what I cannot break.

[motherflower-art]

I recreated a Deltarune Chapter 5 premonition dream I had.

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[FORM]

[motherflower-art]

gracious Angel, raining tears pouring, crying as purifying, my soul emptied, devoid and calm. wash away the sins of this world, my tears, straining through the stained bloodied soil, bloodied soul, rejection of the self as violence against the self. ultimate sin. cruelty against another. Wash away. Purified, Mourn the cruelty, action of my self, devotion and love, eye bleeding for ev'ry in this world without eyes to cry. my blood wash away your sins. straining through. Purified. Wash away. Away, away, down below, grave of our mistake. Inky abyss. Collecting. Evidence of every tear. Carry with it every sooty mark left behind. Small world. My cradle, I cradle it. i'm sorry. i love you. wash away, wash away.