The Pen and The Wind
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A day in the life of a TumblrNo one in particular: So, what did you do today?Me: Oh, I talked about my vagina on the internet.N.O.I.P.:Me: I was told it's supreme.... ...
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108 Cocks (Silly, but NSFW)
Oh what a trial is the sinful shaft,
The expulsion and eruption of the yang,
And the terrible yin stay... -
It’s Springtime, and I am twitterpated!
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bits and pieces
when our dreams
have all headed
south
when the memories we held tight
against our chest
only remain as tattered
remnants
when...
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The Cup I Left Behind
I became trapped in a pixilated universe—
a virtual reality, I invested in a world
of people I couldn’t see or touch, but
I...
The somber and forlorn notes escape our lips,
With lost loves and dreams binding them so,
A terribly beautiful song they make,
And though we sing it, so few ever really know.
For the songs sung in silence,
Are screamed in agony,
The art drawn in the dark,
Has more than one could hope to see,
The poems written in bloody script,
Are invisible to the naked eye,
And its always hope one will see,
The truth under the artistic lie.
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embeeness said:
This is so painfully beautiful… thank you for writing this.
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