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i miss your voice. every day. why is there's a firewall of technology between us i'm friendzoned and i want you close to me #poetry

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Water And Stone I said I do then I didn't you were holding on while I was letting go slamming the family cathedral door that you built with photos of our lives the kids and I never you I left you #poetry

The moment of eye contact so total the structure of reality disintergrates

"Keep your hands open, and all the sands of the desert can pass through them. Close them, and all you can feel is a bit of grit." -Taisen Deshimaru

I long for a time when we send each other loveletters again❤️

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the thing with Donny boi... is we talk more about him than his dispickable actions. yeah Donny, you just do you and captivate the circus while we steal from their bread.

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Three cards laid like a sentence. It is a blindfold tied in fear, arms caught in the geometry of surrender, swords pinning truths exposure with fragility laid bare. #poetry #tarot

Before We Start Over can I come in I asked, knowing it was late ... #Poetry #Devotional #NSFW

Return On Hope it isn't measurable not like that still, if you know you know when you give credit and the other doesn't show plugs never accept words wares are for cash good intentions and hope sunk costs of love if they don't match lean back collapse to truth superposition #poetry

Who Writes who writes what it's like to feel who writes meanings without words who knows it is insufficient? and still writes who confines themselves with broken fences who says the wrong thing because it's most right who captures the lazy summer breeze

softening ice sun on wet bark pine trees smoking

Because we kill for our way of life we are corrupt, but in that depravity of Genocides that succeeded, our reach is also to the skies. Because of our ugly we are pretty.

For my brother! We where the greatest of the western nations. We do not stand for this attack on our Freedoms! You and I used to be US.

And between our birth and death we are only aware of a slither. And who do you think will fight by your side at the end? No one my friend. It's the end. You don’t come back. You are probably going to die. Defending Love. I am not going to die today you say. I know my brother. I know.

We are talking about how there are infinite potentials. But that only a limited exists. In our particular instance. Material because it is bound by time. Life exists for Death And Death can’t live without her lover. This pov is as above as below Love is war

Duality is black and white. But it exists on a lower plane from the absolute. It is the point where God becomes man, that brings both Love and Nothing into existence.

[...] became the light by consuming the thing he feared. He ascends not because he is holy, but because the darkness can no longer contain his light. #91A395

This is not the white of a peace treaty; it is the white of a star—a terrifying, sterile brilliance. Gandalf who was The Red rises through the darkness like a phosphorous flare. He is the hunter who [...] #91A395

[...] dissolves and the "useful" evaporates. He washes his hands in victory until the crimson turns to a white so hot it casts no shadow. #882EED

The grey was a shroud of ash clinging to his ribs. But the daemon’s blood is a solvent. He reaches into the ruin and paints himself in the heat of the strike. As the red touches the grey, the "broken" [...] #882EED

our song turned out to be Angie by The Rolling Stones💔

[...] frequency that leaves no room for anything else. He didn't leave the cell because he found a key; he left because he realised the door was always open. He transformed the dark into fuel. #C81820

[...] cannot negotiate with. The evil was carved into pieces by a man who had amputated his own hesitation. It hit the floor and realized: the light is not kind. It is a [...] #C81820

They call it "resurrection" to make it sound sacred. But in the dark beneath the mountain, there was no dialogue. Gandalf didn't survive the evil; he dismantled it. He brought the only thing the dark [...] #C81820

I stopped giving, and we fell apart

[...] raises his hand, the blade doesn't just cut—it reclaims. The Grey Wizard knew the fight below was only about the complete decimation of evil, because the dark only exists at the mercy of the light. #746E01

The steel is wet with the cost of seeing. He does not wipe it; he lets it run like iron tears. When he [...] #746E01

[...] cold light. He does not strike in anger, but with the quiet, rhythmic precision of a man who has finally found his work. #380E50

[...] shrivel, but it has never seen a thing that cannot blink—a light colder than the void it inhabits. There is no grand speech, only the sound of the blade finding the pulse of fear. Cold blood meets [...] #380E50