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// fantasies of love // – Frozen Galaxies
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15 / India / Metaphorist / Book-nerd / Dark. Fantasies of love /. October 26, 2015. You know those moments? Now imagine feeling that ALL the time. 14 Enthusiastic. Living. Loving. Bloggirl. Grade 10. Writing. Reading. Horrible singing. And words. Lots of words. Stardust. Hugs. Random Acts of Kindness. Doodling. Life. View all posts by Phoenix. 8220;You’re just a teenager, what do you know? Paper-cuts on glass hearts. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Address never made public).
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The Beach | shuyalisha
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Beautiful words make the world a beautiful place. I was at the beach the whole day leaving me with an awful sunburn at the end of it. As I’m typing this post right now, the pain and agony of the clothing I’m wearing now rubbing against my skin is excruciating! Never have I ever thought the pain of sunburns would be this bad. Even without moving or aggravating, it is still causing me to cry in pain. Maybe I should have brought along a sunblock, but it’s too late for that now. March 26, 2015. Fill in your ...
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Desolate | shuyalisha
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Beautiful words make the world a beautiful place. Tell me the truth. About our stolen youth. Is it lost and gone. Into the arcane nothingness? Or perhaps hidden and blinded. By the darkness of our world. Forgive me for I have drowned. Deep down in my own despondency. I’ve waited patiently with all I have. For the raging storm to stop it’s madness. But needless to say all have gone astray. And now, here I am. Washed away by a wave of desolation. April 11, 2015. 6 Comments to “Desolate”. Liked by 1 person.
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February 6, 2015. 8220;La ansiedad es el vértigo de la libertad”. La promesa de un futuro se extiende gris e incierta, una fotografía fuera de foco que le quita adrenalina al ahora “puede esperar, todo puede esperar”. En cambio, cuando te digo que me voy en febrero, todo se vuelve caos lumínico, una cuenta regresiva para estar conmigo, día y noche. Fundirnos y reconstruirnos todos los días. Podría morir sólo con este amor? Drink again, drink again. Me dicen los demonios que acechan. Y sí, la lengua entum...
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The Voice. – Frozen Galaxies
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15 / India / Metaphorist / Book-nerd / Dark. March 8, 2016. There is a quiver, a voice, a scratch on the back of my throat at all times. That spins magical magnificent memories in the form of words i cannot live without. I call these wonderfully wierd impulses as my poetry. But be warned : we poets learn how to twist metaphors and pin imagery. We make make diamond words out of coal memories. We know how to bend and shake up words until they shiver and are nothing but dust. 3 thoughts on “ The Voice.
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15 / India / Metaphorist / Book-nerd / Dark. For the love of god, don’t teach your kids how to avoid crises. teach them how to manage them. because you cannot control events. teach them how to stand up and speak out instead of how to hold their tongue and bite their tail. teach them to fight. And maybe if you have the audacity, teach(show) them how to be nice. September 20, 2015. 8220;Remember, broken isn’t bad or else puzzles wouldn’t sell.”. September 20, 2015. You account to yourself. She holds me,.
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The Voice. – Frozen Galaxies
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15 / India / Metaphorist / Book-nerd / Dark. March 8, 2016. There is a quiver, a voice, a scratch on the back of my throat at all times. That spins magical magnificent memories in the form of words i cannot live without. I call these wonderfully wierd impulses as my poetry. But be warned : we poets learn how to twist metaphors and pin imagery. We make make diamond words out of coal memories. We know how to bend and shake up words until they shiver and are nothing but dust. 3 thoughts on “ The Voice.
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May 27, 2015. She can hear voices;. Voices that she alone hears;. Voices that tell her all wonderful things and chaos;. Voices that became her closest friend and her closest. Thirty six Letters – Ten Words Story in One Sentence. May 17, 2015. I found myself hating the life I used to love. Don’t Ask Me. April 29, 2015. I never knew why, so don’t ask me why I,. Still listen to those old songs;. Hate it when it’s Sunday evening;. Still keep your photo;. Wait for your calls;. Hug Mr. Teddy at night;. It’s ea...
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May 27, 2015. She can hear voices;. Voices that she alone hears;. Voices that tell her all wonderful things and chaos;. Voices that became her closest friend and her closest. Thirty six Letters – Ten Words Story in One Sentence. May 17, 2015. I found myself hating the life I used to love. Thirty six Letters – Ten Words Story in One Sentence. Don’t Ask Me. On Thirty six Letters – Ten…. On Thirty six Letters – Ten…. On Thirty six Letters – Ten…. Create a free website or blog at WordPress.com.