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[lucilleambrose]

To The Chosen

- An Original Composition By Lucille

To the chosen who take it for granted

I often wonder why fates path had slanted

Giving you the ability to be chosen and loved by all

And leaving me nothing except a heart shattered into pieces that were hard to find and frankly very small.

To the chosen who don't see what they have,

Do you even realise if I had what you did I think I would finally stop being constantly mad,

Mad at the world, angry for the hand id been dealt,

Angry to be unable to explain what I'd felt,

When the world chose you and you ignored it like a trifle,

Because being chosen has been my only wish, lifelong.

For the chosen who think this poem is quite dumb,

I can't say i disagree because it was a long time ago that I went numb.

I don't really expect to be chosen anymore but I still desire it the same,

I still hope when a choice is shown, someone, anyone, for once will take my name.

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[lucilleambrose]

Huge thanks for joining the @badtokens-pocket community! My heart hopped with joy when I noticed.

Awh thank You! For inviting me 🥹🫶🏻 that was really kind of you!! ❤️

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Time Lost

- An Original Composition By Lucille

Does anyone wonder where Iies the line between escapism and a fear to exist?

We can avoid life and it's tribulations through escapism, but soon we don't want to go back, we zap in and out of existence, leaving our body on autopilot and the worst part is that

No one really notices when you're drowning

So you continue your tendencies to walk right out of life when it gets too dark and soon you stop returning, constantly on auto pilot. You smile when needed, laugh when required and cry when that's what others expect of you. But you don't feel anything, not really. That ended back in 2019, or wait, was it 2017? Earlier? Isn't it still 2019? Oh. It's 2025. And suddenly you're back in, wondering where all the time went. So you go online and you find a therapist and you tell them of all that you don't remember, of all the time you lost, and the therapist shakes her head and says

"Isn't this exactly what you wanted?"

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Poets Note:- This one is from the poems i just recovered :) i hope you all like it!! Also sorry about the Hazy text :') I used to use a different pen name back then so I've had to crop that out. The quality goes all wonky due to it but I hope it's still legible ❤️

Long Nights And Longer Days

- An Original Composition By Lucille

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Helo, helo! You, sir, will have to answer this ask with 5 things you like about yourself and then send it to 10 of your followers. Spread the positivity!

You all are so sweet haha thank you @wrentalks @picklemafia @nyx-tenberis and @faemaril for this ask ❤️

(honestly really had to think about this for a while lol perks of having struggled with self hate i guess)

5 things I like about myself :-

1) My Poetry

2) My Sense of humour

3) My ability to socialize with people

4) My Personality

5) My voice

[lucilleambrose]

The Day Humanity Fell

- An Original Composition By Lucille

The day humanity fell,

I was there to watch it all,

So this will be a tale I'll forevermore tell,

Because somehow it makes humanity's struggle to survive seem impossibly small.

The day humanity fell we all stood still,

We didn't think that this small action would be the reason that humanity was killed.

We looked up at the sky and realised there was nothing there anymore,

but we said maybe nothing's wrong, everything's fine. Yeah, it will be. We're sure.

While we looked away we missed the hatred that started settling in,

We missed the way that some of us started falling in love with the worst of sins.

We missed it all,

Because like I said, humanity's struggle to survive was far too small.

The day love went away was the hardest to bear,

We looked all around and none of us really even cared.

We had jobs to do and bills to meet,

We signed off on marriage papers without even thinking now cause they were nothing more than a worthless sheet.

Teenagers started teaching each other exactly why love was bad,

They'd break each other's hearts and the worst part was that they weren't even sad.

The day humanity fell all of us were blind,

We didn't even know how to see what was wrong and what was right.

Love fell, and everything else did too,

It was like a game of dominoes oh so cruel.

The day humanity fell,

Is a tale no one will fully know how to tell.

But I know this, somehow my love for you never faded,

But if i tell people I'm in love now, they'll call me delusional and jaded.

The day humanity fell we let it happen and didn't stop it at all,

Because like I said, the struggle to survive was far too small.

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Poets Note :- This one was from one of my older posts on another platform, recently got this and a few of my old poems back so if you want me to post those here lmk! :)

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As a lit major can I just say GENUINELY WHY IS CHAUCER THE WAY HE IS. I have a final in what, 6 hours? Just started the general prologue and WOW I UNDERSTAND ✨ NOTHING ✨

This close to giving up 🤏🏻

(also I did not think "me thinketh" was an actual non-caveman phrase, thanks to chaucer for that utterly useless knowledge too. )

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Thank you to everyone who got me to 500 likes!

Okay wow 🥹😭 I am so glad that you guys like what I put out there. Thank you. ❤️🫶🏻

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"You once told me that you loved the rain, you loved the kind tranquility it provided, the way the windows fogged up and just for a moment everything was okay. So now that you're gone, I tell people I love the rain, too. Why? It's because I hope you're somewhere out there smiling along with me too."

- Words to my muse

(All images have been taken from pinterest)

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50 posts!

Basically, i talk alot haha kidding kidding. Just feels insane, never thought I'd put my work out there at all so 50 posts? Wow, it's a miracle. One installation of a random app lead to this. Thank you all for being here for the journey 🦋🫶🏻

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Death

- An Original Composition By Lucille

We are not Gods, We are not immortal, we are fallible and we are mortal and we have souls that define our existence, we have a life to live, a story to write, but we search for the ink in places that we don't know how to get to. Some find their way in blood, others in pain, others in love and all of us end up on the same door. Death's door welcomes us all when the day is done, when our book has ended, and it softly asks us "did you fill all your pages?" and we nod and smile, we reunite with our old friend and death takes us away to a land that heals.

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Hey , what inspires you for your poems and how many followers you got?

I love you work 💖❣️

Awh Hello!! Well real life experiences and memories inspire my poems mainly. I try to write about things that can easily connect with people, stuff about childhood, adulthood. Sometimes it gets into a deeper genre of work like love, fear, hate. Etc etc, you get the gist, it's an amalgamation of things that come together to form a single poem :) and I have exactly 135 followers rn! (All of which I am extremely grateful for. It's wild to think so many people liked my work :') Thank you to you all 💕) and I'm so happy and glad to hear that you've liked what I put out there, thank you so much for the ask!! It was a really good question :)

[lucilleambrose]

Poets Note:- New info about me? I also write poems that seem to be short fairytales of their own :) whimsical poems, full of magic and an entire world dedicated to just these poems. I hope you all like this one, ( the first, but not the last of it's kind) it's called:-

Dark

- An Original Composition By Lucille

It sucks but people have sides,

Some they show, some they hide.

Like the moon never shows you it's darker soul,

Similarly no human without the dark is whole.

Sometimes the darkness too is a broken little thing,

If you look close enough you can see it's tiny bandaged up limbs.

It isn't a monster as we've been told,

Nor is it's heart, like the winter, cold.

It's a frail little thing that's been through alot,

And in this story of life it too had once got caught.

It never meant to hurt anyone that's true,

But it's portrayal these days is indeed quite cruel.

I'd like to imagine the dark as a fragile little thing,

And of a kingdom oh-so-broken, it was once the king.

The kingdom fell and dark did too,

It tried to fix it all with some glue.

It failed over and over again,

And that's when fate came to its door and a bell it rang.

Fate thought that dark was the reason that the kingdom burnt down,

And that's why dark is now seen as the king with a broken crown.

The darkness was never unkind,

But fate, to the world had indeed lied.

It spun tales of how dark was evil and bad,

And to hear of this even dark became quite sad.

Dark tried to defend itself and said, "I am no such thing!",

But every time he'd try to talk they'd mock him and say "oh here comes the tattered, cursed king!"

Soon darkness stopped defending itself,

And it quietly retreated to its realm.

Over the centuries humans made darkness the villian of their stories,

And for all the rumours now fate had earned glory!

The liar had been heard and the honest forsook,

The liar himself had now turned the lie into a truth.

And that's the story of our dear old friend dark,

Please tell all and reignite the truths spark.

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People- Good? Bad?

I think somehow, some part of us always thinks we're a bad person. A despicable one. A horrible person. But in reality, we were just kids with good hearts put in situations that broke us. Bad situations, the kind that suffocated our sparks.

How does one heal from that?

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Would you believe this was taken on a moving vehicle and on a phone? Lol, androids for the win. I think I want to call this one:-

Hiraeth

- watch as the birds all rush to a home that they have not yet seen.

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"They would study our love and call it astronomy, we'd be written down in books and generations would remember the day two stars fell in love. So far apart and yet so deeply and unfathomably in love"

- Lucille Ambrose

(all credits of the attached picture goes to pinterest)

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