K1rAn

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"Adieu is fun to say"

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Love letters you never read

Category: Writing and Poetry

Love letters that I wrote, Love letters I sent Love letters I put into an envelope and stamped Lyrics mean nothing if they aren't pored over, reread, or scanned Tears onto the page, blood on my pen—I'll use it as ink written with a shaky hand. Even if it smears, even if I struggle, I'll write. Even if you won't read it, even if I know you won't, » Continue Reading

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Weird

Category: Friends

Why'd I just get a message asking if I'm tryna sign into someone else's account T_T tf?? I understand it sorta cuz we shared a phone for a while or wtv but like idek where that shitty phone went -_- bein accused of that is a lil weird but uh yeahZ my mom is alsp stressin me out again. Idk why in makin this cuz like i don't hav ppl who follow my blogs or whateva but that was js jarring » Continue Reading

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Sickening

Category: Blogging

Clickbait title sorta. My throat really hurts. I hate being sick. -_- » Continue Reading

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Resentful Repentance

Category: Writing and Poetry

Sharp teeth pierce my skin. Sharp teeth suck and chew, chew my sinful flesh. Oh! Oh, don't worry! My sins. My sins, have led to this tragedy, this tragedy I need. Evil. I'm evil. The sharp teeth don't stop. They won't stop! A god, our God, he will forgive! He forgives those who repent. Those who worship. I'll repent. I will! » Continue Reading

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Please let me love you...

Category: Writing and Poetry

Pierce A bite, my bite, teeth sinking into you.  Out of love, out of joy out of choice and reason! My choice, my reason, my joy, my love! My love for the blood seeping from your flesh. The taste is bitter, or the taste is sweet, sweet as you, bitter as you. My teeth will bite, my teeth will  tear, my teeth will fight, my teeth will bare! Piercing skin, pierce your skin! » Continue Reading

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A poem titled "Death"

Category: Writing and Poetry

Death. An inevitable occurrence, so why must it qualm me?  An absence of something which once was. Matter shifting focus. No one's truly gone, remnants of existence remains forever.  Whether it be their once new clothes, now battered,  or the art they shared with many, they're still there... So, why don't I feel assured? Assurance is what I believe I need. I believe I want to be told » Continue Reading

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Inside is soft

Category: Writing and Poetry

Stern stoicism plaguing your face,  Soft skin that lines your muscle. Outside you're a mask, a shell, a lie.   Inside, your organs orchestrate, inside you are soft. You'll bluff, you'll blatantly bluff, to my face, to my soul. Though stern your facade may be, inside is soft. » Continue Reading

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Unforgiven impurity bestowed upon by God.

Category: Writing and Poetry

Peeling skin off, ripping flesh, the bones crack. The pure, untouched, untouchable body, vulnerable to eye A pureness, so pure, so pure, that it corrupts anything other than itself. A pureness that festers, twists, and spreads The purity is a virus. » Continue Reading

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A love letter I did send

Category: Writing and Poetry

OKAY Your words split me in two, split me open, apart. Your words slice through me, straight to my heart. I wish to be closer, I want to be near,  Your flattering brings a smile, your flattery makes sure I won't fear, Never fear to be alone Because when I am with you, I feel light, not on my own! I asked for a glow and you gave me the sun!  I wish only to please, bri » Continue Reading

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I bid you adieu

Category: Writing and Poetry

Hands clasped, our hands clasp. Pull away, don't pull away, like the sand slipping through cracks A note unfinished, a goodbye never said. Choirs sing, the church will cherish, let it ring, let them sing. The blossoming flowers allude to an aroma, though it never passed through my senses The ink ran out, vocal chords dried up. Aftermath of a game, left feeling w » Continue Reading

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