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it's called a rib cage,
isn't it?
well, it's supposed to cage things.
i always wanted to be skinny enough to feel it.
but that's not the point at all.
if it's supposed to cage things,
like it's supposed to cage my heart,
where did you get the key?
and why do you have two hearts
if none of them are beating?
it's like stealing a coat in summer.
isn't it?
well, it's supposed to cage things.
i always wanted to be skinny enough to feel it.
but that's not the point at all.
if it's supposed to cage things,
like it's supposed to cage my heart,
where did you get the key?
and why do you have two hearts
if none of them are beating?
it's like stealing a coat in summer.
Literature
I want to forget names,
& faces,
& people.
I want to forget their veins,
fingerprints forever burned into my eyelids;
wrists I can't look at
without longing to tear apart.
Spine full, and spiteful:
I want to cry
roses in my midnight tea
for these star collapsed lungs.
I want to cry for her
& for me.
But Shame,
she wont allow me the courtesy.
Literature
truths
i.
there are 2 things that not even the most
forceful of rains can cleanse me of:
-memories
-mistakes
ii.
sometimes, i feel like a caged lion.
only with a lot more impatience
and a lot less resilience.
iii.
i have yet to discover what it means to be content.
i am either too stagnant or too fluid.
no middle ground.
iv.
i have mastered the art of leaving.
it's the idea of moving on that still haunts me.
v.
i fear that the light in my eyes is so dim that it will burn out
before even i have a chance to see the world with it.
vi.
i am not as clever as i pretend to be.
vii.
someone needs to teach me that
i don't need reassurance; i
Literature
Inspiration
It's there and It's not.
Just out of reach.
Just beneath the surface.
The inspiration you seek.
Your reason for writing.
The passion in your art.
This passion that you need,
somewhere in your heart.
But it's hiding,
evading your touch.
How can you write
Without inspiration, your crutch?
You set down the pencil,
take a deep breath.
Don't strain your sanity.
It's all you have left.
The inspiration will come.
Be patient and see.
It may take a while,
but it will soon be free.
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i wrote this while i was away from dA.
i hope you like it (:
thanks for reading <3
critiques and comments are very appreciated.
does this even make sense to you? for some reason i thought it was good at the time.
30.10.2011
i hope you like it (:
thanks for reading <3
critiques and comments are very appreciated.
does this even make sense to you? for some reason i thought it was good at the time.
30.10.2011
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Interesting concept to notice. But It has no bottom too. It's a broken cage, so your heart could just fall and break. It's not nearly as safe as it sounds...