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String tied harshly around fingers,
Circulation cut off,
Skin turning red,
Appendages going numb,
Wrists limp,
Up,
Down,
Side to side,
“Do my bidding, do as I say”,
Over and over, every damn day,
Up,
Down,
Side to side,
His skin was bleeding, it was sore,
His head felt like it was being bashed into the concrete floor,
Up,
Down,
Side to side,
He needed a pair of scissors,
To cut the string,
To cut open his head,
To take out the little voice,
To make it dead,
The strings pulled him harshly,
To stand up straight,
Maybe one day he’d get a break.
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kitkatanddog
I love how the up-down thing has two images... he's either a puppet on a string or an exhausted acrobatist in the circus of life (#Poetic)
Wahhh I absolutely adore when people are able to see multiple different things in one piece of poetry!
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☆人間失格☆ (Akutagawa) 🍮♡🍰
In my head these poems are written by a Monarch’s poet, who is friends with the Monarch’s jester. The jester is always very outwardly hyper. But, when they retire to one of their rooms for the night to talk, the jester’s mood always immediately drops. The jester will always ramble and ramble about everything bothering him, and the poet will listen. They later take inspiration from the ramblings for their private poetry.
The lore if anyone was remotely interested ٩(๑❛ᴗ❛๑)۶
by ☆人間失格☆ (Akutagawa) 🍮♡🍰; ; Report
erm hello I love this lore????
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Thinking of drawing the characters tbh…
by ☆人間失格☆ (Akutagawa) 🍮♡🍰; ; Report
DO IT PLEASE I wanna see how you picture them, everyone always imagines things so differently I love it
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The start of the process is here!
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