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Rising with the morning sun

Dew for another day

Yet must I do what they say?

Waiver when the time comes

To stand on my own, while paving the road uncommon

For to be is not common

To be in love

To be in rage of happiness

To see the end of the havoc you left

As the pieces lay broken I shall rise

Rise with the sun for it knows no other way

Bathe with the moon as it casts its luming light

Sway with the waves as the ripples react from its core

Farewell to loss, in this life I’ll see you forever more

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Sensitive to love

Hard to fall

If the ground is my ending

Why did you answer my call?

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I miss you

As much as I hate to say it I do

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Eyes as bright as crimson

Souls as empty as a well unable to provide

The rain has come to past

While you are no longer in my grasp

I reach for a touch

Listen for any sound

Yet you’re not there

And that’s the world I live in now

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Entangled

There is love & joy here, for me

Those blinded by defeat are entangled with the underneath

Deceit, lies, & hurt

Where lies your thirst?

For life

For love

Preservation

For this world is not home to our nature

Yet nature is the Ying to our creation

Find balance

Find peace

Don’t retreat

For the war with love will bring you to your knees

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I thought about you last night

Tossing and turning trying to change the channel

Eventually I woke to the static

The good times were worth the sleep

Yet the bad times woke me up quinched for a drink

A thirst that only you can fill, with answers I'm left alone to just feel.

In a filed of dreams longing for the seams to be sown back together, yet thats a story

flying south for the weather. To be in love with a heart as cold as ice,

has brought winter with no end in sight. As I'm lost in the forest of your delight

I pray my light will guide me through the night.

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Empty words

Death is easier to deal with than heartbreak

similar in loss wavered by what was and stuck with what if. Drunken in despair of words that are now left empty. Unfulfilled by desires of the heart confused by how you did me, asking do I want to be free? How do I tell my heart not to love you, when it was love who welcome you. Unfortunate to have been so blind that it was never our time. Not I’m lodged to the words “I’m fine.”

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hi, i am not one to beg or ask for something like this but i genuinely am in need of help. i started university in September , and i’m about to go into my second semester - and my savings are basically GONE. i have set up both a redbubble page (i sell designs, with some of my tumblr work, here) and a paypal page (here). on redbubble you can buy an item from my page and i receive a small fraction of the price, eg. buying a spiral notebook from my shop would earn me £1.33 - alternatively you could leave a donation in my PayPal, even as little as £0.01. i understand this is a lot to ask as not everyone has spare money that they would offer to a complete stranger but i wouldn’t be asking this if i wasn’t desperate.

i come from a very underprivileged family (but they’ve always always always tried their best to get me everything i needed/wanted) and so whilst i know they would try their best to help me financially, it is selfish of me to ask for their assistance when they can barely afford to cover their own rent.

even if you are unable to donate anything, if you could share/reblog this, that would be MORE than enough. thank you so so so much for even reading this, i appriciate it from the bottom of my heart.

i promise you i would not ask if i wasn’t desperate.

below i’ve listed some of my personal favourites from my shop, that i think you might like too:

[note: if there is a specific design that you would be willing to pay for, message me and i can try and create an item with it on for you]

self-remainder t-shirt: here

inspiring-quote notebook: here

*sips tea* mug: here

slow progress is still progress sticker: here

quote phone case: here

and many more.

have a lovely day! x

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Sitting on the toilet

What makes the world go round? Money or hate for they both play a key role in a persons fate. Do we push through or pull ourselves down to where the hate dwells inflicting on ourselves a self created cell. Locked in a place that has no grace not even a dollar saved face.

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Home

Locked inside of my soul all alone in a place that don’t feel like home; I’m just tryna right my wrongs. Lost in ways the signs don’t show, but this pain is helping me grow; tryna get back home Speaking these words from soul Watching as the pages break through My minds about to explode I’m bout to lost all control Don’t know which way do we go As the walls began to close On my soul I can’t take no mo My problems is brewing Mind steady screwing Mama said what you doing Packed my bags now I’m moving Demons pursuing They switching they lanes Drive through the haze As the county lines appears in the day I look back to cover my tracks for those that follow brings much sorrow So I’ll fight for a new tomorrow in a home that’s not borrowed Call it my own as I unearthed my souls sorrows.

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What is it that makes humanity so cruel? Is it the bittersweet taste of success your so willing to embrace? Or the fact that you were always running someone else's race? To grap the concept of here and there maybe to never know that we will never compare!