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Some Fairytale

In this lonely castle made of stone and bricks Through thick walls and closed doors Fenced in a garden of roses and hawthorns My purple heart resides. In a solemn mist of reverie, my light is blurred Doomed to walk this world alone Fettered and cursed by my own wickedness. I dream of not a… Continue reading Some Fairytale

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Tempus

A single memory could easily take me back to that certain place Cold, dark and menacing I guess my heart could never bear the weight of the past. Without falter, it follows It watches me fall into despair And I surrender to it everytime For I am weak, always have been. I still remember the… Continue reading Tempus

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Remnants

The touch of the tattersall against my skin is cold— uninviting The cacophony of indistinct noises hangs over my head like a broken record— unwelcoming My heart hollowed by the loneliness gripping my senses The dismal longing seems endless I shouldn’t be here but I am I should be free but I am shackled Dreading… Continue reading Remnants

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Makutu

Dried rose buds, burning red Like my heart, aching for you, hungrily Your lips tasted like honey syrup, saccharine, heady Your name written on a paper heart, in a jar, sealed A bag of tea, lavender musk Stir, stir, chanting A drop of blood, spilled Drink, my love The spell unbroken Be mine alone, be… Continue reading Makutu

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Exul

A sharp pang of brusque pain blistered his weakened skinHis frail body shivered to the echo of the hostile darknessHis empty stomach growled with intense hunger and famine. Barefooted, he walked the streets marked by malevolenceClothed barely, stripped of humanityIn his shadows lingered the stench of death. Dead man on the inside, mortally decayed.Abandoned by… Continue reading Exul

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Fire and Brimstone

She was born out of hatred and intense desire for revenge Her heart hides a thousand secrets, destructive, manipulative. She is the nameless ghost of the past, a nebulous creature wandering the terra firma of mortals for centuries, elusive. She is the evil incarnate, banished from hell, coveted the freedom of human, envied the innocence… Continue reading Fire and Brimstone

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Mikrokosmos

The crescent moon talked to me last night, it lulled me with stories from galaxies unknown, of love and sacrifice, of betrayal and redemption. The northern lights whispered a sonata of secrets, a cosmic wonderland of unwritten magic and enchantments. My mind drifted into space, the mikrokosmos told me to find you among the ruins… Continue reading Mikrokosmos

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박지민 : The Little Prince

His hair is a palette of different colours Pink tulips in a garden of sublime beauty and elegance Purple strands of perfection drifting underneath the stars Gold stardust, shimmering in the pale moonlight Glittering, blinding like the sun Orange lust, captivating every hue of human desire Green chameleon, every part of him moves with great… Continue reading 박지민 : The Little Prince

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Spring Day

Soft kisses,Unfaltering whisper of longingMy heart breaking in every moment lostWishing I’d see your face again, afraid to be forgotten Untrue,Scared that you might fly so far from meYour image keeps trembling in my handsI’m cold, lying helplessly on a frozen ground of loneliness WaitingEndless years of waiting, dreaming of youOn a spring day, I’ll… Continue reading Spring Day