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Purely for serious writing and or plotting plans.
Comments are welcomed and appreciated.

I'm going to be reposting some of my old writing in here for progress. I will date them just for personal reasons.
 
γ€” Figure Perdue 〕❧ POEM
10/12/2018
His figure is adroit in the aphotic room
he adumbrate's love and it so blooms
his hands are caring for the meanwhile
my heart runs in a total of ten miles
His eyes are vainly chatoyant
mine could be considered buoyant
I feel as if i could take part of a hymeneal
he feels as if he could dazzle me with looks
Everything is vastly off
it discerns as if he's getting ready to runoff
he's lost interest in the girl who's ingenue
I'll just take that as my lonely queue
His figure is adroit but not the point
 
γ€” Pieds Nus UsΓ©s 〕❧ BLURB
10/13/2018
My bare-feet have never felt more adventurous than they have today.
I chiseled myself down the spiral stairs of my outside garden, and
took a leap to spray glue & sparkles on my new pumpkin; Gerald.
Dirt, ivy, plants, and rocks galore had meddled with my feet. It did
not stop me from loving my new pumpkin.
Afterwards, I went to the mall. Of course I tried things on like the
nit-picky person that I am. My bare feet had consolidated with the
cold tile floor of a changing room. Disgusting, yet secure.
Then I traveled to Pike Nurseries and Lowe's. More plants of course.
I just couldn't help myself. Halfway through my trip, I had went out-
side into the gardening section of both hardware stores, and had to
take my shoes off due to a wood-chip lodging its way inside my pesky
birkenstocks.
The ground was oddly cool, but I shouldn't consider myself surprised.
It was shady and remarkably surreal in comfort.
My bare-feet have never felt more adventurous than they have today.
 
γ€” Moi Amer 〕❧ HAIKU
10/14/18
I have been deceived
bitter bitter bitter me
no longer surprised
counting the hours till time's up
I'm still a sad pup
bitter bitter bitter me.
 
γ€” Ce Que Je Suis Devenu? 〕❧ POEM
10/17/18
I feel tired of those who are inclusive
my mind draws closer and closer to being illusive
my hands shake and my face draws wan
I feel like such a minuscule pawn
My lips are chapped and my hands are bruised
the reoccurring feeling of being ignored is rused
I know everything is my fault
it brings my forbidden friendships to a halt
I'm quite the slum, what have I become?
 
γ€” Vertige Amour 〕❧ TANKA
10/19/18
She is vertigo
her voice is mellifluous
pointless yet special
I wish for redamancy
she wants ephemeral love.
 
γ€” Elle Est DiffΓ©rente 〕❧ HAIKU
10/24/18
I'm dusted and tired
she's different, she and I
how perfectly sheer
< β€” β€” >
 
γ€” Anneaux De ClartΓ© 〕❧ TANKA
11/03/18

Invested in love
blocked by trust and betrayal
clarity has sung
an unspoken song
it flutters in destruction
a song, a song, a song.
 
γ€” Le Temps Passe Lentement 〕❧ POEM
11/10/18
I've noticed that I've slowed down immensely
my plate has become so messy
yesterday I was fine
today I'm blind
tomorrow I'll be unrefined
and everything repeats so demure
and I'm so sure that I'm pure
although everything has its own demolition
I've just been following my own volition
the clock ticks with more time that I've lost
my skin draws more and more embossed
the satin silk that's resting on my bed becomes dusted
the clock ticks once more, finding peace within a muscid
It's only time before I realize
my doom will fall for disgusting implies
 
γ€” Chocolat Chaud 〕❧ TANKA
11/19/18
Onism in a cup
hot chocolate supines up
piping with stories
Holiday ephemeral
only for the most brightest
 
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