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Land of Monsters-Ocean Lights
They had waited at the sea shore for days, but still the excitement in the air had not wained. Every night there were bonfires and dances and feasts of food. On could wander the huge camp and just eat and dance. Intellectuals and zealots had debates and discussions. There were fights and races and amusements of all kinds. And if, in the excitement, one forgot why they had come, a solemn white robed priest from the nearby Temple of the Sea would gently and kindly remind you of the legend of the lights in the sea that glowed in the deep every 100 years. He had come with his friends to this place, this circus of human passion and desire. SomeLiteratureTitan
I stand between earth and sky. My sweat streaks the dust on my skin. Breath comes heavily, Ragged in my mouth and nostrils. A fire burns in my eyes. The child of the flame in my soul. Tall above the weakness, I smile at the futility. I bend my shoulder to the weight, And move mountains.LiteraturePain Breeds Pain
Pain gives birth to pain. In blind rage we destroy. Blind to the things we break. Until it is to late to repent. Crushing flowers in our hands. Trampling innocent petals. Not even the fragrance of their tears Can wake us from our sins. See the flower in your hands? You were supposed to love her And now she is broken and gone. Yet you couldn't touch her soul.LiteratureLock Up
I woke in a cell. My head hurt like hell. I sat up from the floor and growled at the pain between my temples. My eyes adjusted to my surroundings. I must have been hit pretty hard. A setting sun shone through the open windows and doors. Wait... the doors were open? I stood and stepped to the bars of my cell. All the exterior doors were open, broken most likely. Drifts of sand sloughed in the door ways and across the floors. The compound we were in was empty. No one was to be seen anywhere. Something stirred in the cell next to mine. “Ow ow ow.” moaned a voice. “Alec, are you there?” “Yeah Lily, I am.” - Literature
Generosity
I read articles talking about what makes a relationship work saying what's necessary Across the internet space, so many opinions, so many thoughts but to me it comes down to being kind and generous and showing it things I've forgotten to do too many times caught up in my own darknesses but knowing I tend to do those things gladly it reinforces the feelings I have within this may be hard but it'll work You still love me, despite being distracted by another and in the end, our love will thrive because of our kindness and generosityLiteraturenot quite the disney princess
up the down, oh around somewhere there's a riverbend I've followed a trail laid by a disney princess still wondering what's amiss Am I missed? thoughts jumping along paths without sense I've already forgotten the disney princess as I try to decide if my family loves me or if it's all the charade of polite company the world needs the facade of a happy family husband, wife, two point five kids although it seems the single mom rules the roost lately only beginning to acknowledge that reality I'm pretty sure my family was trying desperately to hold onto that sickened ideal, about to die wretched little death, draped in obscurity no disney princesLiteratureConvoluted
Microscopic thoughts waiting to be thought finding random things that I really oughtn't Never really knowing just what I am doing trying very hard to pretend to be all knowing Wondering if ever I'll find that place where never anyone or anything gets hurt or goes wrong Something mythical and insubstantial draws me ever closer, calling me so sweetly Lingering so obstinately deep inside my mind tempting me with impossibilities I will never find Having said one thing but clearly meant another how do you claim to know me better than all others You cannot understand the simplest of my complexities you cannot adapt in any way to my flexibilities WoLiteratureShadow Man
I dare you to follow me Shadow man with the foulest, blackest heart Let me lead you where I may I know you aren't expecting me Think you know me, yes you do But darling, I have a surprise for you Small and weak, I might just seem But you're just a living dream I can show you things you don't know I can go where you may never go Laughter might be foreign and strange But a greater weapon against you could not be found You are the substance of my nightmares Amongst the darkness your confederates abound Thinking you've won this battle, I've lost this round I dare you to follow me shadow man Cause I'll be happy to show you just where you stand ToLiteratureEyebrows
I ask you to tell me one thing you like about yourself today, before your plans with another woman I'm determined to do this as best as I can for you, loving you as you turn away "I like my eyebrows" you tell me I think it's likely an easy escape but that's okay Because I love your eyebrows, too I would trace them as you close your eyes, my fingers lingering Beautiful blue eyes open to look at me, waiting, not knowing the feelings in me I can't fully express how much you mean to me, as I touch your eyebrows That perfect arch any female would envy Sandy hair somehow staying within the lines Down the curve of your browridge to deepset eyes, etLiteratureBubbles
resisting spaces meant to be safe persisting in demanding my own needs forgetting the chances I've passed up in order to remember the things I forgot it doesn't have to make sense if I don't want it to do so it doesn't have to be real when i refuse to face the reality of it living within bubbles made of industrial plastic thinking i'm safe as I'm tossed about bruises developing as bones may break but the bubble protects me from the outside world where I might be able to walk at my own pace catch my balance before falling and be forced to talk to someone other than this person inside my head who keeps telling me I can't make it
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