Jupiter ♃

[theonewhoraps]

Forever, Dance.

I defended you, countless times. I protected your name, to people who could never understand, and didn't matter. Even in the moments you didn't deserve it, it didn't matter to me. Defending your honor was worth more than anything. I'd have brought down armies in your honor. Topple regimes. To think that people could have a single, solitary bad thought or outlook on you, with knowing what I knew. Who you were. What your direction, decisions, actions were composed of. How once you started smiling, even if your lowest moments, you couldn't peel that smile off, even with magic. The hurt deep behind your eyes. The trapped soul, lost. I wonder if it's still lost to this day. An unsolved puzzle with all the pieces in place, just in the wrong spots. I yearn, for your solution.

[theonewhoraps]

I see the beauty in your chaos. I see your chaos in the beauty. I see your beauty in the chaos. I see the chaos in your beauty. - t.o.w.r

[theonewhoraps]

sorry i left, but i just couldn't stay not even for a minute, much less another day

[theonewhoraps]

"and then one day it happened... what I once thought was impossible. I finally forgot about you... Not in the, "who is she", sense but in the "it doesn't need to be", sense."

- t.o.w.r

[theonewhoraps]

The caged bird, she's finally free, She tries to fly but looks down to see, She has shackles still attached to her feet. The doubt in her hope is starting to get worse, She tries to understand why she's dealt with this curse. What she doesn't know is the Phoenix rises from the ashes, She can't see how, but it'll work like magic, In front of her eyes, will appear the path which, She's been on a crash course with, And finally, as the dust settles, The dawn of a new day arrives, The shackles that seemed impenetrable, Are no longer there, with relief she sighs, And then she sees, shes truly finally free.

[rainmakerrandr]

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[theonewhoraps]

if iron sharpens iron. then why does this blade pierce my heart?

[theonewhoraps]

alternate universes do exist they hide behind the guise of other people's eyes and when we kiss they cant resist as they twist and coexist the rain from skies epitomize the falling drops of tears from eyes the soul's windows, close before we even know cast away from what we take for granted the prose, repose, necrose, into the next blows the lord's day, we pray and hope, to not be recanted if only time was cyclical and truly repeated itself maybe we wouldn't worry about of what we took advantage.

[theonewhoraps]

and now all I do is catch myself with a half-smirk on my face and a slight chuckle thinking about what could've been waiting for the time to come where all the things we imagined become a reality

[shopboyz]

[theonewhoraps]

the perfect crime. in and out. she leaves no trace as her leather covered hands gently; surreptitiously, lift out my heart once again, but this time with surgical precision. Where once she would leave a jagged, raggedy mess, there is now a tight, clean incision. she sews back the affected area and, as swiftly as she appeared, into the twilight haze all i see is her outline as it disappears into the horizon. -T.O.W.R

[solar1s]

[liss-ome]

[fluffygif]

Floppy ears.

[theonewhoraps]

the somber lie, the dangers the probably won't works, the self-sabotage such a sad story the words leave your lips like mine when we pull away this time, it doesn't feel so good.

[theonewhoraps]

Little flower, people came and plucked your petals, trampled and stomped your stem, tried to pick you, leaving your roots half exposed, but you're resilient. You try and push your roots back in and straighten up as the sunlight warms you. It's been a long, arduous journey, and a few tough winters, but there's someone out there with a green thumb, ready to aid in the process and watch you bloom more strong and vibrant than ever. You feel the sunlight gently caress your petals and leaves, you feel your stem strength as you stand up straight, and your foundation is now rigid and true. The Gardner and the Flower's relationship; one of freedom and peace.

[theonewhoraps]

Why do my words feel as if they hit different, when someone else has said them, and I get to reblog it?