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And once more it goes
Newer ideas to base from
In worlds with no pause
Nexūs of minds through',
Fluidic-in-interlacement,
Inclusive of death
Never ends the cycle
In the minds of our own
To prove more is none
Umbra of umbrage,
Mitigating clauses of
Fleeting thoughts of time...
Longing for no change
Under spells of this lifetime,
X times the endless
Newer ideas to base from
In worlds with no pause
Nexūs of minds through',
Fluidic-in-interlacement,
Inclusive of death
Never ends the cycle
In the minds of our own
To prove more is none
Umbra of umbrage,
Mitigating clauses of
Fleeting thoughts of time...
Longing for no change
Under spells of this lifetime,
X times the endless
Literature
Escrtito #2 que te dedico.
Ya mi mente envenenada con tu persona ni siquiera puede recordar la razón del por qué estos sentimientos tan destructivos que siento por ti. Ni siquiera sé si tienen sentido mis palabras, cuando hablo de ti me siento como una loca enjaula. Mi locura es el amor que me provocas y mi jaula el deseo que no sacio. Me siento como una estúpida porque me tienes a tus pies y lo sabes, lo sabes porque mi actitud incontrolable te lo demostró. Hay algo que si recuerdo, aquel primer día de clases, aquel sol de 8am que encendía tu pelo color caramelo, aquella mirada profunda atrapada en el vidrio de tus lentes, las vuelta
Literature
La caja (algun dia)
Tirada en el patio esta la caja, sin etiquetas ni marcas, una simple caja. Todos pasan, pero nadie mueve a la caja, estática e inerte percibe los pasos, esos pequeños murmullos que la hacen recordar que no está sola y aun así el abismo continua.
En todos sus años de caja esta ha estado cerrada, pues ningún hombre ha decidido hacerse cargo de la solitaria caja, la cual carga con su contenido en el exterior; una caja inversa quizás será.
No tendremos remedio que contar que esa caja olvidada por todos más presente no podría estar, es el ombligo del mundo. Tras de ella se esconde la línea qu
Literature
The Journey
Beneath my skin, my veins pulse with desire
To know why I am here.
As I journey to find the answers to life,
I sail through the monotonous seas
That stretch forever beyond the horizon.
As my ship sails towards the dry land,
Mountains tower before me,
Filling me with both awe and intimidation.
But the mountains are eroding as time passes by,
Into merely fragments of what they once were.
I move my eyes and watch the glaciers
Melt slowly into rivers.
But even though they disappear,
They melt to provide water for all life on this planet.
You could say rivers are created by glaciers for a purpose.
I ponder those mountains and glac
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Haiku acrostic ~ written in collaboration with Kage-Yami.
You can tell who wrote what by the language of it.
Each haiku is three lines, syallbes: 5, 7, 5. I began, writing every other haiku.
(In simpler terms - the cool sounding choice in language that better fits the sound of the title is his... As well as the title).
If you favorite mine, favorite his too!
You can tell who wrote what by the language of it.
Each haiku is three lines, syallbes: 5, 7, 5. I began, writing every other haiku.
(In simpler terms - the cool sounding choice in language that better fits the sound of the title is his... As well as the title).
If you favorite mine, favorite his too!
An Infinitum FluxAnd once more it goes
Newer ideas to base from
In worlds with no pause
Nexūs of minds through',
Fluidic-in-interlacement,
Inclusive of death
Never ends the cycle
In the minds of our own
To prove more is none
Umbra of umbrage,
Mitigating clauses of
Fleeting thoughts of time...
Longing for no change
Under spells of this lifetime,
X times the endless
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Nice job you two 