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You tried to touch the sky, O Icarus.
Though you fell, you inspire.
You make me want to have faith
and never be afraid to try.
Even so, Apollo..
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𝐋𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐥 𝐦𝐢𝐝𝐧&#..
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How do we become the fools of paradise
even though we live in hell?
Why do we let hope kill us?
Why don't we get down the carousel?
Why do we as..
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Disguised as clouds,
their wings they flutter,
flying past heaven’s doors;
when the fairies flitter
their rain drenched hair,
the divine ..
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Far away in an abandoned place,
She holds him in her cold embrace.
Storms come and go forth; Still,
A candle keeps burning on their window sill.
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This abyss,
that is my life;
Wreathing around the cold shroud
of my undead body,
Spiraling into darkness
and coming back again,
To haunt me;
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A fictional erotica.
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Born from dust,
Brought to it at last,
We are all humans;
Mortals, like the shadows we cast.
Running after the world,
Trying to contain it in a..
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Her eyes open a little and see the morning light coming through the sheer curtains of her room. She lazily streches her arm and grabs her phone from t..
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The wolf calls out to the moon,
Wailing into oblivion,
Asking to help find a lost path,
Or maybe a forgotten love.
The wolf bickers and curses t..
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