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Butterflies

Poetry

Emotions are like butterflies, gnawing at your stomach lining, filled with nerves. They lie dead, filled with grief. They escape, filled with hope. Blossoming into a reigning monarch in success and happiness.

TONGUE

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by nightdown

by nightdown

the markings

of a tongue long since lost.

marks and

Characters.

Characters,

waiting to be shaped into

colors

and places.

and places

within fantastical

worlds and

fairtytales.

fairytales

that could house unequaled,

wondrous

Characters.

I just really like words with double meanings okay

If this doesn't make sense I deeply apologize. I'm a bit skeptical of it myself but.. Eh.

I AM DEEPLY SORRY FOR THE 284737 YEAR HIATUS BUT I AM WORKING TOWARDS CHAPTER THREE OF GIFTED,

SO HURRAH I GUESS

IVE JUST BEEN VERY DISTRACTED LATELY AND IVE BEEN MORE INTO DRAWING ALONGSIDE MY MANY PREVIOUS OBSESSIONS SO IT LEAVES ME WITH LITTLE TIME TO WRITE

ALSO: IF YOU HAPPEN TO BE READING ON MOBILE, THE FORMAT IS COMPLETELY MESSED UP AND ITS NOT REALLY LIKE THAT I PROMISE

UNLESS OF COURSE IT HAPPENS TO BE SHOWING UP CORRECTLY, IN WHICH CASE IGNORE (^)

~Liz