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Malnoir
Malnoir
It is very possible, as humans, to lose ourselves in a good book. It happens randomly, and can occur on the first page or the last, and often times breaking out of the hypnotic trance is near impossible. It’s an addiction of sorts, reading, and it’s also the greatest talent than mankind has every developed. But nowadays, as my body begins to give out from age and I find myself cooped in my apartment, reading to pass the time, I often wonder if the books can lose themselves in us. As we read them they stare back at us and watch and think and ponder and admire the human form. But we often find ourselves too enthralled to n
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Blurg
Blurg, he said
Bloorph, she replied
Bibble, he inquired
Bloop, she responded
Ballooo, he crowed
Ballee, she squeed
Ba-kneeknee, he cooed
Ba-kneeknee, she sighed
It’s not what you say it’s how you say it.
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the letter that never arrived
as if grief had never hollowed out my heart,
caverns echoing with the memory of a laugh,
as if despair had never stolen my voice
until love whispered in my ear
and I knew what mattered,
to speak
of knowing: there are things
you will decide to protect yourself from,
pain
you must never relive,
and some you must live
and live again,
no matter the cost
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I strive for your sight
Knowing you can't fight
or survive my plight
Knowing you can't fight
or survive my plight
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The first few lines are so cold and dark that you just feel...taken over by the darkness. Beautiful.