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I'm an orbit, a black hole Traveling through merits Collect all the meteors you can Bring me the stars, the moon Crave for the notes to play Crave for the credits to appear For my name to appear How hard will it be, as if I were only a math algorithm Find me out [hostil as it can be Listen to light speed on notes Nobody will ever need me more than the smell of air in my lungs, when it all ends. Hope it takes longer [than I expect Care of myself take me away like a stoic, the present is never be obstacle, only the infinite that holds me [like a daughter Love me, Universe take my words, e bring me chances so, I can hope to find you [within me. Jales
I have loved you since We were young. barely old enough to even understand what love even was. the feeling of pure and utter devotion I had felt for you before I fully realized How much love would ruin me. How much it would kill me Tearing me apart, never letting me go Stealing away my heart, never giving it back
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Don't you know
How I'm drawn to you
so much, too much
In your eyes, I am lost
The way they shine , whites dancing in the light
Is the only thing that really feels right
The warmth In your embrace,
I shall find refuge in
To all in with you,
My heart it feels at ease and rest, At peace if one could say best
I wish you saw just how much I have the interest
The craziness I hide within me,
To know that each breath you take
My heart, it beats for the unsaid feeling
My soul aches to feel your presence
My heart thirsts for you
Like a parched desert for rain.
Your touch is like a cool breeze,
Your voice is like a soothing refrain.
Your words shall be like the rising sun
Brings light to my heart's darkest nights
In the unbearable tormenting hour, you are my spark of hope
With all my might I might say
I long to be yours
Night and day
body and soul
And that won’t ever change to all With you
—what could have been
I am well aware of the reality but it doesn’t least a bit stop me from creating the delusional world in my mind.
I’d write you ninety nine reasons as to why you should leave me and in the hundredth i’d write ‘STAY’
The fact that music exists, makes life bearably worth living.
You are not understanding the silence;
and I'm out of words now.
They say 'follow your heart'; but which piece to follow, when your heart is in a million pieces.
And I'd happily drink it, even if it were poison that your hands poured.
The.soulwhispers
Love on the Plaza.
I wrote to her
my fantasy love letters,
and she replied
to them
in reality.
Jessica,
3rd Home,
Little Attics Apartments—
you were crude
and jolly,
and now,
irreplaceable.
First chapter of my ocs story, apologies if it makes no sense.
Chapter one
'I have to find her.'
Scout's blue eyes flickered open. He gasped for air as he sat up, brushing his curly goldy-orange out of his warm tan-ish face as he did so. He speedily looked down at his large hands as he curled and uncurled his awkward chunky fingers, causing his fluffy dog ears to flop upwards with the wind. He turned his gaze upwards, trying to take in what was around him to see if she was there.
He was sitting in a grey sandy clearing surrounded by black and navy trees. It looked more calm than the solemnness you would expect. Scout was surrounded by mossy rocks with blue symbols crossed out. Flowers of an unknown variety grew around them. There was two small-enough rivers that encircled the rock circle. It didn't look like she was there.
"Who are you?" A voice hissed.
Scout tilted his gaze slightly uppers, spotting a fairly short girl standing over him. She had white shoulder-length straight hair with redish-orange cat ears with the usual length and shape sitting atop her head. Her legs were more similar to that of a house cat. She wore a baggy cream-coloured t-shirt made of a very thin piece of fabric. Beneath it you could see her black long Johns peaking through, above it she wore a dark rain coat. On her legs she had comicly baggy shorts and leg warmers. She had on hiking boots and a ridiculous amount of clips on her hair and feathered tail. In one of her pale hands she held a medieval style bow and with the other she was reaching into her messager bag for arrows. She looked like somebody pressed randomise in a character creater game but yet somehow managed to look have decent.
"I said who are you?" She repeated, pointing her bow to Scout's heart on e she found an arrow.
His eyes grew wide as he tried to speak. He shifted his head downwards, shaking his head and pointing to his throat. 'Maybe they know where she is...' Scout thought.
"Speak, you Mossy mold!" She snapped.
"Interim! Stop, that's not-"
She was just about to let the arrow strike him in the heart when an almost identical (although slightly taller and without the long johns) boy ran into her, causing her to fall and her arrow to hit the tree behind Scout.
The boy rose to his feet and brushed the dirt off his scapped knees.
"Sorry Interim!" He apologised, looking like he's about to cry.
Scout just had an idea when another cat person walked up, it looked as if he was with the younger boy. He had fluffy long hair. His ears and tail had the colouring of a diluted-torisheshell. He wore a loose-fitting tank top with dusty brown dad shorts and hiking boots. He wore a necklace with a lanyard and a shell charm. His skin was sickly pale with an almost green tint.
"Interim! Belligerent! Two shouldn't be out here!" He scolded, twisting his hair around his finger.
"But- I was just making sure Interim didn't get herself killed!" The boy whined.
He must be Belligerent, Scout thought, shuffling backwards towards the tree with the arrow.
"We whouldnt be here?!" Interim hissed "You shouldn't be here! You're too weak to preform your duties but you're healthy enough to scold us for protecting the colony?!"
Scout reached the tree and pulled the arrow out of the bark. With it he write 'Missy's missing' in the sandy and stomped his foot to get the cat people's attention before sitting down with his legs crossed.
Belligerent turned his head towards Scout's direction. "Ummm, sir... the trespasser is-"
"Not now Belligerent." The older boy interrupted before furrowing his brows and switching his gaze to face Interim. "Interim, what in the name of Lineurn do you think gives you the right to be speak out like that?!"
Interim narrowed her eyes and began to scream in a language Scout did not understand. Belligerent gave Scout an apologetic and began to walk towards Scout. He looked backwards when he was about three feet away from Scout. The other two didn't seem to notice that he wasn't still standing beside them.
"Hi." He whispered just loud enough for Scout to hear over Lineurn's and the man's arguments."What do you need?"
Scout waved his hand, and point to words he wrote on the ground.
Belligerent knelt down next to the him and began to read it.
"Who's Missy?" He asked, tilting his head in confusion.
Scout shrugged.
"That's alright, we can still find them!"
Scout shook his head, and wrote 'too long, you stay'.
"How do you know it will be so long? They might be in the next colony." Belligerent said.
'He's too positive.' Scout thought 'He doesn't know Missy. But then again- No, I do' Scout rose to his feet and signal for Belligerent to follow him. Belligerent looked back at the other two and sighed.
Scout tried to grab his hand but Belligerent snatched his away. "Sorry.. it's just that it's not normal.... well- in the colonies atleast..." He mumbled.
Scout nodded, picking up the arrow and walking northwards away from the others with Belligerent following close behind. It was about ten minutes before they began yelling Belligerent's name. He looked back nervously and froze for a bit. Scout (ignoring Belligerent's mumbles) grabbed his hand and ran for it.
How long are we going to deny that we are slaves to our salaries? We spend our lives studying for the gracious purpose of getting into college and then finding a job that will eventually provide us with a salary. Without that money, we are homeless, hungry, and humiliated by society. Our values as humans are now reduced to a bunch of paper. We are no longer unique individuals, we wake up to find ourselves part of a large flock of people heading toward our graves, drained by this slavery. For God's sake, how could they confine children full of life, creativity, and hope within four walls and force them to learn and take countless exams and do homework, when they were born to run free in the wild and explore nature, receiving knowledge without interference with their freedom? They convinced young people to pursue a career, but in reality, they could follow their hearts and live fulfilling lives. Capitalism has ruined this life for us, the competition they created is suffocating. Is there any way out of this contagious programming? I want to be a free human being once again...
This deep silence never failed to excite me, I'd go calm and hear countless fireworks exploding inside me, for me this is my home, it exists in me and would never leave me alone, life happened and had caused brutal chaos, like any child, I ran away expecting to find my home in someone else, I wished to belong where I was only supposed to be loved, that greedy soul was insanely thirsty that she consumed more than she could ever offer, so again, they had threw her away to finally realize how homeless she was from the beginning, the claws of the truth never let its deer to run away, it will haunt you to your grave with no mercy, so instead of running, this time I faced it as a brave warrior, and I accepted to swallow all of it. This obscurity doesn't frighten the shit of me, we both are so similar to each other, I'd stare at the abyss and I'd see a reflection of my body, if you ever believed that the notion of colors doesn't exist, you will turn blind but at least awake for eternity.
They mention your name, unaware of its superpower over my existence, my cold features didn't reflect how burned I am from the inside, I smiled instead of weeping, my arrogance self couldn't be shattered by a name, yet I let the shadow of yours devour me, I kept running away but as an immortal curse.. it grabbed my hand gently and took me back to you.. but where the hell are you ?
It's not as if I wished to come back, because in reality I've never left in the first place, and I'm not even sure if you still carry my memory inside your heart, I keep wondering if what I did gave you much freedom or grief, the both possibilities would eventually take me out of your life, however, this soul is immortal, and we have enough time to fix what was broken.