Don't leave.
Drift away now
And the distant memory of you
Will simply wash over like a momentary fret
Salt intermingled with the cold musk air
At the merging of stinging sand and sea.
Don't go.
One glimpse-
And then
I will never really be certain again if
I have truly seen you
And beheld your wonder;
Glossed Aphrodite foam
Starfish delicacy and
Pebble dashed
Poseidon velocity of impeccable vengeance.
Stay.
Like a conch shell,
Regal in all its tissue majesty
Eternal
Bleeding hearts of lemon
Cracked and raw in all its scarlet glory;
Zealous endeavourer,
Spontaneous combustion
A paper flower
Palpable
Unflappable.
Please stay.
All I want to ask...
But who can stop the movement of the waves?
Inevitable as the passing of the learned scholar's lips,
Aurora's dawn soon fades to dusk
And these icy waters; they submerge you now
Allow me one last tender moment.
My Atlantis.
Don't forget me.
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First meeting, last meeting.
Be desireless. Be excellent. Be gone.
Pride enjoyed in youth ages into shame.
~Apophysis
Awww i feel so sad
I'm in history right now and it's gunna make me cry
I love you
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Live each moment like you're being watched.
this peice is really amazing <3 you did a great job with it, I love the emotion behind it. nice work!
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-Christian-
-Wolf Lover-
-Insane Artist-
-Ninth Grader-
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~*~'...In spite of myself, the insidious mastery of song//Betrays me back, till the heart of me weeps to belong...'~*~
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~*~'...In spite of myself, the insidious mastery of song//Betrays me back, till the heart of me weeps to belong...'~*~
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~*~'...In spite of myself, the insidious mastery of song//Betrays me back, till the heart of me weeps to belong...'~*~
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Live each moment like you're being watched.
It's really just an amazing piece, and it really spoke to me. Thank you for writing it.
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First meeting, last meeting.
Be desireless. Be excellent. Be gone.
Pride enjoyed in youth ages into shame.
~Apophysis
Also, the experience of something/someone leaving and wanting to retain their memory is something that I feel has affected me in my style of writing. However, I hope that it comes across as something not too forceful and that sensitivity can be shown in those pieces.
Thanks again.
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~*~'...In spite of myself, the insidious mastery of song//Betrays me back, till the heart of me weeps to belong...'~*~
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