The stars can’t reach us
The stars can’t reach us
Yet we try in vain
Our hearts full of greed and lust
Wishing only for gain
Hopes and dreams wishing on a star
Corrupt, darkness, despair, stick like tar
Stop soul searching
Please refrain
Nothing will stop the the destruction lurking.
For the stars lie in pain
Overtaxed with ambition
Dying to give you the darkness you’ve been wishin’
The stars are lying
There was no magic here
Lured us like sirens
Hell is crying
Awash with flaming tears
Burning the Horizons
i see so much beauty in people and i wonder if they see the same in me
*sits forward in my wizard chair* Ah yes...i have just the remedy for such an ailment. *hands you a strawberry* *hands you a strawberry* *hands you a str
…… was his first and original sword, after Arthur broke Caliburn, he then gave it to Merlín who brought it to the lady of the lake. She then gave Excalibur to Arthur, who went on to many adventures and quests to be a good king of Camelot.
normalize platonic “flirting”!!!! i just wanna be able to compliment my friends and point out little things i like about them!! i want to make them smile and have playful banter and laugh together and see them smile!!!!!!!!!!
“Do you think it’s possible that some people are born to give more love than they will ever get back in return?”
— Tyler Knott Gregson
White Rabbit
When smothered in smoke,
We whisper white rabbit.
To settle our panic.
White rabbit, white rabbit.
Will you be afraid?
When nightmares inhabit?
When you recall joy,
But can't reach and grab it?
And everyone has it.
You can't understand it.
White rabbit, white rabbit.
Patience burns too,
It wears out like fabric.
Your senses subside,
they make way for static.
The flames will wreak havoc.
White rabbit, white rabbit.
And those you love most,
Will say you'll withstand it.
What good are their words?
When breathing grows rapid.
You’re lost and alone.
Ignored by the planet.
White rabbit, white rabbit.
It's bite might be rabid.
- Hayley Siemens
I read. Obsessively. Because, when I read, there is purpose to my loneliness.
Give me a few words I’ll make it poetry or share my own.This will be their home. I like chaos and not much else, I also don’t know how to use any social media.
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