alluringutterance
alluringutterance
Alluring Utterance
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alluringutterance · 7 years ago
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Disregard the incompletion
there’s nothing more to mend,
resistance is only to kill yourself,
retrieve in silence,
it is what you do/know best —
as for me,
I am too careless now,
I will only give you less
and less is not what you deserve—
Dolly ~
13.04.2018
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alluringutterance · 7 years ago
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I’ve heard and read of irreparable, never would I ever imagine that I would end up here, where I feel forced to embodied such a word when it comes down to the kind of love that I once would do anything and go to any length for it to be repairable —
Dolly ~
13.04.2018
I’m not going to a battle I know I won’t win
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alluringutterance · 7 years ago
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The next cycle would have to be either magical or a miracle for this dead love to be resurrected—
Dolly ~
13.04.2018
You either have to be a magician or something else to make this happen, right?
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alluringutterance · 7 years ago
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The thing about being here or there for someone
regardless as a friend, a lover, an acquaintance, a colleague or even a good Samaritan is that you need to actually show the effort of being there for them when you said you would. 
I think being human, we like to promise things we can not even give.
Throwing it out like it’s a cheap thing. Empty gestures, yeah?
But why bother giving your empty gesture to someone who actually needs
a full glass gesture? Sad don’t you think? 
I guess I’ve given myself an invisible penny for my thoughts.
D C de Oliveira 02.10.2017 7.15am
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alluringutterance · 7 years ago
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I have prepared myself for the goodbyes that I might encounter in the future 
and this is one of them.
“For once I want you to know that I too can love like the autumn and you can be the Willow that gets all the Weeping as your leaves slowly leaving your naked branches the day I depart”.
D C de Oliveira 7.21am 12.07.2017
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alluringutterance · 7 years ago
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She was standing right in front of you,
When you made the decision, away you flew,
Her eyes were saying,
Wipe my tears,
Take away my fears,
And you were just playing,
How cruel could you be,
She loved you but you didn’t even wanna see.
- DG (Wipe my tears)
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alluringutterance · 7 years ago
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alluringutterance · 7 years ago
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Some day, you’ll write a book and the pages will be black; ink, the colour of moonlight.
Instead of moonlight you could easily have said white. You could have said something simple like I love you but you were always afraid no one would believe you so you’ll write a book some day
and everyone will read it but only when you’re dead.
There will be tea on the bedside table and it would never grow too cold for your liking.
There will be stars resting on the lake and they will outnumber us but they won’t ever shine brighter than you.
Some day, you’ll write a book but today, it’s a gloomy day and the streets are empty, this whole neighbourhood is waiting for rain.
You want people to climb inside your skin, feel their bones rub against yours
but only softly - like a whisper when the night is young and we force ourselves to believe that the dead is but asleep
and so you’ll write a book some day.
- MJL
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alluringutterance · 7 years ago
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ever flowing
To say we hold
all there is to know
about existence
is to place our soul
in a drought,
hindering growth.
Remember,
we are seeds.
To listen and learn
is to plant ourselves beside 
an ever flowing stream.
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alluringutterance · 7 years ago
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I’m working on my no’s the way a baby lion works on it’s roar. They’re quiet for now. But one day I hope to get to a nice chesty growl. And then someday you will hear my battle cry.
Battle Cry, V.P. (via bandaids-for-the-heart)
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alluringutterance · 7 years ago
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One day, one rhyme- Day 1482
You use pens to write on paper, Poetry to write on souls; The brain is governed by logic, Poetry the heart controls; Those who taught me thought the world ends When by errors they are stayed, I think it’s far more important That the story is conveyed.
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alluringutterance · 7 years ago
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I’m a Physicist. Of course I am existential - Promethean Dread
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alluringutterance · 7 years ago
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alluringutterance · 7 years ago
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the worst thing is to drown in someone’s misery to internalize their pain as yours but understand their grief isn’t your responsibility their problems aren’t your problems sometimes they have to find their own way to surface.
tylerjosephscott (via wnq-writers)
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alluringutterance · 7 years ago
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ef·fer·ves·cent
/ˌefərˈves(ə)nt/
adjective (of a liquid) giving off bubbles; fizzy or  vivacious and enthusiastic. 
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alluringutterance · 7 years ago
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That is part of the beauty of all literature. You discover that your longings are universal longings, that you’re not lonely and isolated from anyone. You belong.
F. Scott Fitzgerald (via help-n-quotes)
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