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Prince of Time who can't seem to get over a crippling Martyr complex

the root of the problem

the squared solution

both are mine

if both are fine

unless, i guess

it’s never right

unless, i guess

the solution squared

is the problem cubed;

the solutions stares

right back at you

as time and time again

i try

to make sense of threads

that were never mine

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prince of time.

to think is to thrive

to drink, to survive;

when the world folds

onto

it’s

own

path

will i think?

will i survive?

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Found your other blog and I'm curious what poem you'd make as well as the callout. Seer of Hope? Thanks so much!

estrangement is to derangement as dark is to night

two sides of a coin

that i flip all the time

as the world fades away

and loses sense of what’s right

rhyme and reason

are no longer mine.

yet, what about hope?

and what if i try?

if the world ends

i’ll rewrite what was mine.

but i will not have it

not as before

i cannot grasp it

as it falls to the floor.

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Sylph of blood

Gimme your best (please!)

what is a bond if not a chain? and what is love, if not in vain? what is crimson that flows within that simmers and boils beneath your skin?

to say the truth is to spill a lie to find the point in life you first must die to be insecure is to go bad and to find true hope you must go mad

and what is the point? if naught remains? what is the point to break these chains?

where do i stop and where do you begin? it's unfullfilling, my dear; won't you dive in?

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sylph of light please n thank

i guess i’d think

knowledge is a drink

and luck is my addiction-

i guess when i don’t know

and go with the flow

and run in my own direction

and what if i’m never wrong?

where does my challenge lie?

if i make no mistake

done without a trace

then what is there left to find?

knowledge does not come without failure

it’s a theory ried and true

now the gloves fly off,

without another thought

i’ll solve this mystery- without a clue

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Lipia Page of Light here, may I please have a poem with themes of computers, dice, sparkles, quest for understanding, soda, rest, and a deep positive bond with a Scorsci Knight? (the bond tends to waver between matespritship and moirallegiance) (yes, this is because I ship the troll OC versions of my selfship don't judge me plz)

a breath of life within the light

like the sun washed out by the night

glittering red in the dark of a screen

and yet it won’t come apart

you push and pull the tab, but it never breaks

harder than metal and stiff like one’s hate

a chance is more than you might be willing to take

do you remember

the feeling of pain?

that comes when you lose them

washed away by the rain?

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heir of rage who just ascended and is filled with an incomprehensible amount of anger and hatred as a result

idk why but the idea of when you ascend youre filled to overflowing with your aspect is pretty cool to me

emotion.

fickle and flowing

sharp- yet glowing

like shards of prismarine

glass

it burns and tingles

and with your soul mingles

until the world

fades

to black

and all you can see

are the people who left-

the scars that never fade

and all you remember

is the cold of december

scalding but cold and frayed

a fire within- a spark

a fire that glows in the dark

but at the world’s end

could you make amends?

or lose your way and fall apart?

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asks are open. come on in so i can analyze you and then make Words

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same laws as the other blog: send a classpect in and I’ll write a poem based on it. if you want a classpect poem with a theme i can do that too

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for once i won’t insult you for liking homestuck! shocker.