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Her x
-DY // an eight word story // I am hopelessly lost, even with Ariadne’s string
I’ll hurt you, and maybe I won’t feel guilty, but by the time I do, it’ll be too late. So before that happens, move on, find someone else to love, because right now, it won’t be me.
2am (via 2am-spilledthoughts)
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I. What a tragedy it is Two lonely beings Knitted together By neither desire nor love Only pain And cruel destiny And the seed of a pomegranateII. What a tragedy it is A daughter of life Of flowers, of soft spring and sweet summer Forever sentenced to be deprived Of melancolic autumn and frosty winter It isn’t fair But then again Life rarely isIII. And he Prince of the dead, first son of time Ever dark and alone Has anyone ever wondered If he was lonely Down in his quiet home Has anyone ever wondered If he wanted to reign On what his brothers had left him(IV. Two opposite souls Brought together by silent fate It is no tragedy Simply what was supposed to happen As fire and water dance As day and night merge Knitted together Creating a love Made of thorns and sunflowers Creating a love Made for legends and eternity)
2am mythology poetry; some people just deserve a happy ending (via moreofachaserr)
X lovers
Some people are born with tornadoes in their lives, but constellations in their eyes. Other people are born with stars at their feet, but their souls are lost at sea.
Nikita Gill (via quotemadness)
I love Nikita Gill
X us
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