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The Final Gig: Portrait by PollyUranus The Final Gig: Portrait :iconpollyuranus:PollyUranus 1,556 265 Imprint by DestinyBlue Imprint :icondestinyblue:DestinyBlue 32,827 1,250 I Couldn't Save them - Undertale Asriel by WalkingMelonsAAA I Couldn't Save them - Undertale Asriel :iconwalkingmelonsaaa:WalkingMelonsAAA 6,332 357 In Memory of Rose - Pearl Steven Universe by WalkingMelonsAAA In Memory of Rose - Pearl Steven Universe :iconwalkingmelonsaaa:WalkingMelonsAAA 3,236 125
Literature
The Wanderer
My world dissolves into autumn,
the shade and the fire draped about my throat
like so many jewels.
I met the mist as an old lover,
let the dew paint my lips
with the scent of harvest.
In a white memory, you are still walking away,
down that same road.
Your hair was shining like the fall.
Your shape in the fog beckons;
ghost or vision, I care not.
I lose myself.
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Literature
I Am Married to Disappointment
I am married to Disappointment.
He holds me in the night when the only
other comfort I have is the warmth
of cotton sheets beneath my skin and
the residue of salt on my lips.
He weaves his arms around my shoulder
blades and lets me rest my head against
his neck. “There, there,” he says.
“Tell me everything.” And I do.
I first became acquainted with
Disappointment at age five
when my best friend surrendered to the renegade
cells waving war on her fragile body.
Disappointment abandoned her for me,
shaking my hand. “We’ll be seeing a lot
of each other,” he said. And we did.
Disappointment followed me down
school hallways and shadowed me
as I sat, innocent and hopeful,
in God’s house. He stood beside me
as the wheels of my dad’s truck rolled
away, leaving skid marks
in their wake, and hovered over me
as I read the scrawled goodbye note
from the boy I wanted to know.
I thought he abandoned me for my
grandmother once as she lay
drooling a
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We Made It Through.. by NostalgicChills We Made It Through.. :iconnostalgicchills:NostalgicChills 1,767 137 Core of the Apple -Part 1 by NaterRang Core of the Apple -Part 1 :iconnaterrang:NaterRang 2,462 534 5 Stages of Grief Meme by Jabnormalities 5 Stages of Grief Meme :iconjabnormalities:Jabnormalities 1,565 115 The deeper the grief, the closer I am by Takadk The deeper the grief, the closer I am :icontakadk:Takadk 1,247 59 Far Away From Home by vampirekingdom Far Away From Home :iconvampirekingdom:vampirekingdom 375 232 Dead souls by Culpeo-Fox Dead souls :iconculpeo-fox:Culpeo-Fox 1,931 92 i miss you.. by devils-horizon i miss you.. :icondevils-horizon:devils-horizon 2,370 227 Butterfly Kisses by luciole Butterfly Kisses :iconluciole:luciole 4,388 361
Literature
How To Say Goodbye
Dear Unborn Child, Whom I Let Go;
When I was thirteen and four months old, and you were thirteen years younger, I decided to let you go. You squirmed in opposition beneath my ribcage, up against my pelvis, and I licked my lips and tried to smile while I leaned my forehead on the cool glass of the car, hellbound.
I remember sea weed insertion, dilation, cramps and bleeding. Orange smoothies from Dairy Queen that I threw up, and I hoped you were mingling in the remains of my summer day treat, so I could put this behind me. Pretend I was 'moving on'. I laid in the bathtub of a hotel room for six hours, trying to melt you away in scalding water from a rusty tap, yet you clung on, holding tightly to the walls of my pelvic region. Wiggling upwards, towards my throat. Past my teeth. You're trying to get out, but my family has decided you won't breathe when you're released from your bloody shackles; you may as well settle down now, sweet son, settle down.
The rest of this, to me, is a blur. Th
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Literature
Fish
It's funny, the little things that mean so much. You don't even notice them until they're gone. One day you wake up and find the neighbours have chopped a branch from the tree outside your window. Suddenly you feel a little more alone. You step outside and notice a For Sale sign across the street - it's an old, shabby house and you know it's going to be knocked down by the end of the month. And it's that moment when you realize a part of you will topple with it. Faint, but alive, soon to be as spectral as the puff of smoke that drifts from a candlewick after the flame is blown out. A sliver of your spirit.
Your sister kept goldfish once. They didn't last long, didn't linger enough to become attached to your soul. Fish were fickle things. They never seemed driven to survive, content to float into oblivion if the water wasn't just right. They lived for simple things, and simple things went foul quickly. One goldfish nibbled at fish flake, morning after morning, until the day it decided t
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red dress set 1 by magikstock red dress set 1 :iconmagikstock:magikstock 458 74
Literature
First time making love
Trembling lips gently graze
while soft hands explore
stimulating me,
for whats in store
A trail of kisses
Down the small of my back
Enticing me,
My body reacts.
A brush of fingertips
Gently trace every outline
Melting me,
With love undefined
Heartbeats accelerate together
Racing at new speeds
Hypnotizing me,
Desire succeeds
Bodies embracing one another
A sharing of heart and soul
Filling me,
Making me whole
Sensuality ignited by every touch
Bonding through love and lust
Giving me
An exchange of trust
Minds losing innocence
Trusting and loving the best we can
Accepting me,
For who I am.
Embraces of more than flesh
in our romantic pantomime
this is to me
Making love for the first time
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MADARA and IZUNA _ the brotherly blood _ 624 by Zetsuai89 MADARA and IZUNA _ the brotherly blood _ 624 :iconzetsuai89:Zetsuai89 1,558 64 le moribond. by indiae le moribond. :iconindiae:indiae 4,394 497 In My Dreams I Can See You by DpressedSoul In My Dreams I Can See You :icondpressedsoul:DpressedSoul 1,027 305 Entropy of Love by kimded Entropy of Love :iconkimded:kimded 665 46 Exodus III: Resignation by Rowye Exodus III: Resignation :iconrowye:Rowye 359 103 Vision Caught On Paper by Culpeo-Fox Vision Caught On Paper :iconculpeo-fox:Culpeo-Fox 3,019 227 sooshitsu wo kakaete, nao ikiro by uchuubranko sooshitsu wo kakaete, nao ikiro :iconuchuubranko:uchuubranko 4,329 469 keeping love alive.. by devils-horizon keeping love alive.. :icondevils-horizon:devils-horizon 521 71 SW - Everything dies, Anakin Skywalker by Renny08 SW - Everything dies, Anakin Skywalker :iconrenny08:Renny08 1,327 187 detail - loss, birds by agnes-cecile detail - loss, birds :iconagnes-cecile:agnes-cecile 3,328 84 Hurt by PetyaPlamenova Hurt :iconpetyaplamenova:PetyaPlamenova 620 422 with every lonely tear. by carvingbackbone with every lonely tear. :iconcarvingbackbone:carvingbackbone 1,196 484 Gears of War 3: Locust by echosoflife Gears of War 3: Locust :iconechosoflife:echosoflife 470 117 Diary by JulienLasbleiz Diary :iconjulienlasbleiz:JulienLasbleiz 2,047 130 Broken by nightshadevalentine Broken :iconnightshadevalentine:nightshadevalentine 7,123 791
Literature
On Love
Cold and empty, hollow sphere
No trace of loving affection there
Trapped inside this rolling ball
Must escape to experience it all
Great big void, nothing within
Internal argument on filling it in
Is this a losing battle fought in vain?
If I give in, what will I gain?
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Literature
Muted
She sings
symphonies of sweet surrender
from the smooth stretch
of her slender neck.
Bent beneath the bow,
she bows and begs for freedom
in stinging, staccato screams.
Weeping beneath his chin,
whaling moans,
requiems roaring
from her purfling breast.
Her fine gauge veins tremble
beneath a tender touch,
stoking the flame within her belly,
heavy, heated breaths
heaving from her ribs.
She sparkles in the spotlight,
the rhythm rippling
from back to bridge,
aching to set her sound free.
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Literature
I Know You Hate Me Now But...
I Know You Hate Me Now But...:
Just give me a chance alright, I'll explain
To me, you're the girl that I notice everything about.
The way you laugh, the way you smile;
We got along great back then, even if we don't now.
And to be honest, I miss that...
You had the most lovely silky smooth hair
You'd give me the cutest anime girl smile
I wish I'd talked to you more about Manga,
Hell you got me started on the whole thing.
You were fantastic at drawing too
Man I was always jealous of that talent,
And I loved your drawings, like I once loved you.
I wish that you could have been a professional.
I would have bought your book every month y'know...
You encouraged me to write.
Back when my stories were shit,
Back when my poems were still baby's rhymes.
You taught me not to give in and I was grateful.
Now just let me finish alright?
I know that you won't speak to me.
That's okay, I admit to being an ass,
But the reason that I'm writing this poem to nobod
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Literature
Lost Freedom
They say freedom is a beautiful word, a beautiful thing. When you dream without fear and live without oppression, all you need now is for your life to embrace it. Isn't it easy though, just to think the concept that dwells in the West and disintegrates in the East could be as powerful, as life-changing, as the word "love" itself?
I beg to disagree, but then again, circumstances have dealt me a different hand.
I'm not saying that humans don't deserve to be free. I hate any repression to freedom. Human trafficking, for instance, makes me sick to the bone at the cruelty that humans can be so capable of. Being denied freedom of speech silences the hopes of future generations and reveals the cowardice ingrained in human psyche. But freedom, like love, has many different facets to it.
Freedom for me is the lightening of the soul, the inner peace within myself and with life, and the joy of knowing that burdens do not make me a shadow in the light. But for me, there is no freedom. There is onl
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Acceptance (a zarla-inspired recovery comic) by JimPAVLICA Acceptance (a zarla-inspired recovery comic) :iconjimpavlica:JimPAVLICA 1,059 309 War Portrait by mimikascraftroom War Portrait :iconmimikascraftroom:mimikascraftroom 339 90
Literature
When you lose a best friend
When we said friends forever and
crossed pinkies like grade-schoolers,
I could only believe those words
lodged in your heart
like they did mine
because every time I think back
I can't help but remember the
late-night conversations
under star lit constellations,
and study sessions where we
learned more about each other
than we did Biology  
but now it's clear
that each beat of your heart
has made those words fade,
and you could care less
about crossed pinkies
but I'll still see you,
and hear your voice
whispering
forever,
and I'll still wish
the meaning hadn't changed-
like you.
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Literature
Gone - Septiplier
"Mark you really need to stop this. Running into me, I mean." Jack said.
"Oh, g-god! I'm sorry!" Mark uttered feeling flustered and rushed to pick his books up. Rolling his eyes, Jack dropped to the ground and helped, avoiding the same books that Mark was touching. He was sure his heart would stop if they both picked the same one and the situation become even more cheesy.
"I'm n-normally more careful, I'm sorry, Jack." Mark apologised awkwardly. Come on Mark, ask him out! It's the perfect opportunity! Shaking his head to himself, Mark stood up with a full pile of books in his hands.
"It's fine, don't worry about it." Jack assured him, putting a hand to the back of his neck. "Hey um, I was wondering..." he started, hesitating. Should he really try and hang out with popular nerd? Sure he was cute and adorable and his hair was gorgeous and his muscles... "Don't get me started on his muscles..." Jack muttered to himself, glancing up at Mark to make sure he hadn't heard. Now what sh
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Literature
Be My Sister - TG
Cory squeaked when he felt the arm on him, blushing a little at how girly he sounded. He still let loose a higher one, however, when he felt breasts squash against his back, the arms wrapping around his body. "Sis!" declared a girl.
He squirmed in her grip, face growing redder with every passing moment that her chest rubbed against him. Prying himself free, he looked around the lunch room, making sure that all the other students were busy before quietly glaring at the girl. "I am not your sister," he announced, self-consciously combing a bit of hair out of his eyes. He glared at her to make his point, annoyed that she had pointed out his feminine looks, only to let it slide into a stare when he found her pouting.
"Um… are you all right?" he asked, fidgeting a little as her lip trembled.
He shifted from foot to foot as he watched the girl cry, tears running silently down her cheeks as she whispered a petulant "No." She glared at him a little, poking her finger into his chest, makin
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Se Lang Wolf Commission by WildSpiritWolf Se Lang Wolf Commission :iconwildspiritwolf:WildSpiritWolf 3,186 361 The loss by Whiluna The loss :iconwhiluna:Whiluna 1,828 78 nothing left to lose.. by devils-horizon nothing left to lose.. :icondevils-horizon:devils-horizon 783 118
Literature
Knock Yourself Out
How to Write a [Near]-Fainting Experience
Brought to you by Super Editor
You've probably all read books or seen movies in which a character passes out. The heroine might swoon gracefully and collapse onto the floor or into the hero's arms. People rush to bring water, a doctor, or something to revive her. She then wakes up, rosy-cheeked and a bit distressed, and she fans herself for a while while insisting that she is fine.
Fainting in real life is not nearly so beautiful. Authors, especially ones with no experience, can sometimes fall for such idealized descriptions. I am (un)fortunate enough to have experience in this area, so I will share it here.
Quick Losses of Consciousness
Usually this involves an impact or a sudden pain. The character may have no idea what happened to him or her afterwards, and later results vary depending on the severity of any injuries sustained.
Real-life example: My mom used to work as a waitress during her teenage years, and Aunt Jennifer, her
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So long ago... by TaniDaReal So long ago... :icontanidareal:TaniDaReal 2,615 184
Literature
colors.
red is a power color.
red is stoplights, anger. rage.
red is my nose when i cry about my parents.
“women are more attractive to men
when they wear red,” he says once
so you cut yourself
because red is blood
and when he ignores the bandages, you say,
“no. look what i did.
look what i did for you.”
but he doesn’t fall in love with you
and
red is the scream that
comes out of your mouth.
--
blue is the veins under your skin and
blue is depression that tells you to slice them
open.
blue is the weeks you spend after him
and blue is the great, wide sky above you,
trying to remind you that the rest of the world
is still waiting.
--
your brother says he’s looking for the light
at the end of the tunnel
but the world is full of light.
(you would know. we can hardly see the stars
because of it.)
the world is not full of you
so you try.
black is what surrounds him
and black is burns
and you’ve been burned, scalded
so you blend in.
you’re backgr
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Fading Memories by Unkopierbar Fading Memories :iconunkopierbar:Unkopierbar 1,784 336 The Reveal : Black Canary by Lossien The Reveal : Black Canary :iconlossien:Lossien 464 75