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Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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@sweetbutpsychos-stuff
Red Cantonese bear dog
(via)
Teddy-bear/Dog cross.
Tired
Tired beyond reason, once green has turned grey
And in the mirror a stranger, keeping stray looks at bay
Walking through each moment, with a smile and leading the way
No one will know of the struggle, with a mask on their face.
Unwanted is the name, called in the darkness
Mocking is the shadow, that follows every pace.
Rubies on stainless steel, their beauty to embrace
Yet their presents on the skin is nothing but disgrace.
Romeo and Juliet, is romanticized above all,
And yet when we feel hopeless, its selfish to adorn
The finery of red gemstones, is to open up to scorn
But for two star-crossed lovers, we instead mourn.
As lilies petals open, and rubies start to fall,
Death is not poetic, yet it is the rawest poetry of all.
A kiss from a raven, spilled mead on the floor
Green turns to grey, and rubies start to fall.
one more cup of coffee
One more cup of coffee
I'm not ready to leave,
Your shirt is soft on my skin
To take it off ill grieve
One more cup of coffee,
Don’t let me see the world,
Let us talk, make art
While watching creamer swirl
One more cup of coffee
Your black hair falling astray
Twisted by your pillows
Breath caught in my airway
Just one more cup of coffee
After that I'll go.
I can't bear to leave you now,
In early mornings glow.
I'll put my clothes on slow,
Your shirt in my case
But just one more cup please
So I may leave in grace
Lover's Pond ♡ x
May i sit on the bank of lover pond
And sew the flesh of that which is torn
As tears roll down rose red cheeks
And fill the hole left by greif
by patthana_garden
Wuld flowers are my heart ❤️
by jamesfilms
So beautiful, i could sit here and write and crochet for days and my face would only wear a smile
he has hat 🍃 x
Photogrammetry by Azad Balabanian
— Haruki Murakami, from Norwegian Wood
The anxiety grips me with long gnarled fingers
Frost bitten scars on my chest
And only your voice. Your calm words
Hold me steady as i try to take breath
Landslide
Spring comes like a landslide
First trickling down the slope
Rocks making music as they fall
Then all at once.
Sweet smells and cut grass
Mingle in the air,
Birds sing and make home
Mix with the rivers chatter
The rocks fall faster
Their sound a roar of power.
Days are warm, smiling down
And suddenly its summer
Its three am
Icy claws grip at my chest
Blue flames erupting
As i expel each breath
The time of thinkers
Artist and drunkards alike
Now im all three
As i fight the night
I think of you
All the ways i do wrong
Of each hurtful moment
From now until dawn
I paint my pain
Words spill from my pen
Casting demonic shapes
In the shadows once again
And i am drunk
On the memory of peace
As my soul is torn appart
Waiting for pains cease
There is a element of creation
That cannot be avoided
In clay it is your fingertips
Maked in the pottery
In yarn, hair and fibre
Weaved in the stitches
And with words it is your heart
Your sould laid bare and bleeding
—Salvador Plascencia, from The People Of Paper
I'm proud of you
for pulling yourself up
for letting yourself rest
I'm proud of you
whether youre up at 5
or asleep until 10
if you only drink water
or coffee is your best friend
I'm proud of you
I support you
read me tomorow
and ill say it again
The hardest part
Of healing
Is knowing when
To let go
Of what you thought
Was helping.
Hurt and help
Are two sides
Of gold coin
No matter the advice
Letting go
Is always a cost
27.06.2021 This is a cottagecore cat appreciation post.
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So cozy