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RumplestiltskinYou swore you'd never love again,Rumplestiltskin1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And then you chose to let her in.
At first, she was your serving girl,
Until her eyes became your world.
It started with a chipped teacup.
You never meant to give her up.
"All curses break with true love's kiss!"
She tries again to kiss your lips,
But misunderstanding clouds your eyes
And, fearing treason, you search for lies.
You have to banish her from your sight
You couldn't hurt her, try as you might;
Going back to your daily routine
You are surprised by a visit from the Queen.
She deceitfully feeds you lies of you love,
You fear there's no comfort, e'en from above.
You know now the promis
Steampunk Hairbow9 months ago in Metal Work
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BonBonxLyra Sketch8 months ago in Movies & TV
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Counterparts1 year ago in People
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Steampunk Fedora9 months ago in Accessories
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Burn to Live AgainI once heard a tale,Burn to Live Again7 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Just an old fable,
Of life and then death
And then life once again.
The burning of ashes
The fierce heat that lashes
To breathe once more
For spirits to soar
High, into the night
Accent pale moonlight
To brighten the gleam
Of an old, dying stream--
Once dead, now brief lives,
By the new life it gives--
My heart's glow, my fire,
Warm light of desire
That stokes the spent ashes
Burn, live once again.
True is FalseThe verisimilitude of some is far worse than the outright dishonesty of others.True is False5 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
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Verisimilitude:
The appearance of truth.
To trust one's intentions,
Believe their "forsooth."
Corrupted, unjust
Undeserving of trust--
In your back,
They will thrust
The knife of betrayal
Twisted, lips turning pale
Driven deep, pounding nails,
Defenses will fail.
Verisimilitude in brothers,
Worse than falseness of others
Deepest hate always smothers
Killing what you thought was true.
Rumbelle (Stained Glass)1 year ago in Movies & TV
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Heart in Chains 1 year ago in Other
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Steam AngelWings of copperSteam Angel4 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Heart of gold,
Made of metal but
Never cold.
Steam angel way up
In the sky,
Flying free,
Forever mine.
Long Time Ago 1 year ago in Other
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Rumplestiltskin x Belle1 year ago in Animation
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Bon Bon x Lyra 2 9 months ago in Other
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Stylized Music Clefs5 months ago in Calligraphy
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TrustSomething earnedTrust1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Something given
Something kept
Something special
Something good
Something broken
Something abused
Something taken
Something gone
Something used
Something given too freely
Something I won't do again
Something tells me you never truly cared
Something is wrong, but
Something inside me
Still wants to put my trust
In
You.
Watch It Burn 2CHAPTER TWO: We'll Be a Sweet DisasterWatch It Burn 21 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Belle's screams echoed in the dank dungeon hallways.
She had been laboring for seventeen hours. Regina had fetched a midwife but had otherwise made herself scarce. All of the screaming was giving her a headache.
Finally, blessedly, the baby boy slid free of his mother and landed in the midwife's arms. The cord was cut and then the baby was swept from the cell. Belle sobbed for him, screamed for Rumplestiltskin to come save their son, but no one answered. Her arms ached to hold her child, so Belle wept. She rarely allowed hers
Drawings in Class 1 year ago in Other
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EquilibriumThe people nowEquilibrium5 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Like monoliths
Stands, lifeless
As the crucifix.
Anguish crying
Out in silence
Mercy deafened
By threat of violence.
No more love, yet
No more hate,
No wars to
Incapacitate
This perfect world
No one e'er foretold
Would change the people,
So damned cold.
Beauty no more
Recognized
Time is frozen,
Paralyzed.
Refresh, replenish
Each supply
No smiling, laughing,
Never cry.
Broken bottles
Reflect weak light
Refracting colors
In the night
Senses now
Seem amplified
For the first time
Feeling petrified.
Understanding
No progression
No will to live
With this addiction.
Sta.sh
