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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required There’s beauty in the midnight feathers of a black swan so divine, as euphoria illuminates s t a i n e d sanctuaries~ where stars long to drown in your still train of thoughts, for there’s a p o e m ruffling through lakes of ancient runes, too d a r k for the blind who refuse to see beyond color, amidst the swirl of sorcery… emanating magical wavelets of strength, to stand out in a world of dwelling dullness.. Remember, life goes on, with or without the veil of validation.. You’re more than a silhouette on a blank page…. I see through those scratched windows of your sunless eyes, where manipulative monsters make a foolish king out of your soul, whilst morals of yesterday’s drown in poisoned puddles of contaminated cruelty. Yet we still hope celestial roots of eden would sprout through barren grains of time, as hostile hands weave paper petunias, to color them in shades of shallow shadows, which glimmer amongst salmon skies, enveloped in airy blue lace. Perhaps, a touch of an empath may reawaken the light of life that has been dimmed within the fogs of your narcissistic ego. Or maybe there will never be a release nor a remedy to relieve your lethal fangs clutching my breathless lungs, constantly feeding me infected fruits on the furnace of malevolent magnanimity. But, I’m no longer the naive target that falls victim to every shimmering knife you throw, aiming to blind me with your crystal color coated trickeries. So take all your weapons wielded of manipulative mantras~ forged from the hells of insecurities. I am not the mistress meant only to move in motions of your designed gravity. I am earth and fire, more than skeleton and scent. I am stronger than every storm I’ve sailed through, when sinister seas screamed in angst. One day you’ll realize my kindness was never a weak vessel to be misused~ whenever your greediness finds the need to steal wings for your own malicious delight.
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