Poems & Short Stories
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Ongoing9m
Last published Sat, Nov 15, 2025
‧₊˚✧[Our Lady Juliet has married death and fled from this earth. Her face pale and sickly. Her lips blue from kissing the last breath of air to leave her lungs]✧˚₊‧
୨⎯ •*•*•'*•.¸♡¸.•*'•*•*• ⎯୧
‧₊˚✧[ The earth will go down while the oceans will rise
Which are made from the tears of peoples' spirits that die
Their souls drag the weight of the world ]✧˚₊‧
୨⎯ •*•*•'*•.¸♡¸.•*'•*•*• ⎯୧
‧₊˚✧[ Caring about worldly problems too much
Ceases individual thought
Instead, read until your soul is content
Never worry about the brutality of today and all its troubles
Excerpts, that flash back to history
Carry knowledge that will quench the tormented's thirsty heart]✧˚₊‧
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-ˏˋ⋆ ᴡ ᴇ ʟ ᴄ ᴏ ᴍ ᴇ ⋆ˊˎ-
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