And Why?

And why?

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1 year ago

Well that is my belief, so thank you for creating something so touching ❤️

"That It Will Never Come Again Is What Makes Life So Sweet." - Emily Dickinon - Not My Belief Honestly

"That it will never come again is what makes life so sweet." - Emily Dickinon - Not my belief honestly but it worked for the picture lol.


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6 months ago
Eyes Are For Sight And For Tears, And It Cries At What It Sees

Eyes are for sight and for tears, and it cries at what it sees


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8 months ago

Empathy

I have laid my hand over the pool of pain

Fingers spread, slow like I'll frighten it

Barely broken the thin skin at the top

Of the water you nearly drowned in

The cold sucked the breath from my chest

And I cried out and stumbled back

Clutching my burning icy hand

I stare at you. How did you survive this?

Does it ever go away? The furious ache?

I'm still gasping for breath.

You shrug. It hasn't so far but you should rest.

I should rest? What about you?

I'm trying. I'm so tired.

Tears gather in your eyes like crescent moons

There isn't enough time in the world.

I lay my new scarred hand on your chest.


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1 year ago
The Impossible Return
The Impossible Return
The Impossible Return
The Impossible Return
The Impossible Return
The Impossible Return
The Impossible Return
The Impossible Return
The Impossible Return
The Impossible Return

the impossible return

4 months ago
Nvmillustration

nvmillustration

5 months ago

listen, the silhouette of a person is more human than AI will ever be. can you hear me? you are a body, the soul is nothing without the body, there is no consciousness without time and space, and in the computer exists neither. is this thing on?


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1 year ago
April Prompts - 4/14 Smiling - @creativepromptsforwriting Text Version Below (click On Keep Reading)

April Prompts - 4/14 Smiling - @creativepromptsforwriting text version below (click on keep reading)

Smiling by Kara

I've a papercraft smile Pasted on with hotglue Cut with a technique Of perfected disarmament Hand stuck to my hilt At the ready yet shaking Then I met your smile You must've noticed the snips The jagged appearance of my mouth Caught up in the curl of your lips My body went still Ripped off the paper Learning I've forgotten How to smile


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