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diaryofsheets · 2 days

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Today, a bird unexpectedly

left its mark on me

Unbeknownst to me, I only noticed

after some time had passed.

Oddly enough, thoughts of you swayed,

as folklore speaks of such encounters

as omens of good fortune.

Perhaps you'll come into

my world silently,

Sweeping me off my feet

making me fall for you instantly

It made me wonder, am I too

eager for your presence or

simply craving love?

Yet, as I contemplate,

I glimpse traces of you in others,

a reminder of my longing.

I've penned countless

verses of your omnipresence

even my words have grown weary,

craving new tales to unfold.

Perhaps I should write about

dreams filled with playful puppies

but then you hugging me from

behind in my dream does gleam.

"she has gone insane,

someone take away her pen"

the words shouted.

I whined and said "No,

I didn't even told them the story

of how today a bird...

~ diaryofsheets

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diaryofsheets · 6 days

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Lyrical Analysis Day 2: Cassandra

As a reputation girlie, I fucking love this song. I imagine her seated on the throne surrounded by serpents, delivering this track with a poised yet defiant attitude 🐍

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diaryofsheets · 7 days

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Dear Taylor,

Though you may not come across this message, I want to express my heartfelt gratitude for "The Tortured Poets Department" and especially for the song "The Prophecy." Since the album's release, I've been immersing myself in this song, playing it on repeat through my earphones. As someone who hasn't been in a relationship for five years and witnessing others find what I long for, this song resonates deeply within me, piercing through to my core. There are moments when I wonder if you've somehow tapped into my innermost thoughts to craft this masterpiece. Listening to it transports me back to days when I pleaded with the heavens on my knees for a soulmate to enter my life. I could write volumes about the impact this song has had on me, despite not being a literary student. But words fall short in expressing my gratitude. Thank you, Taylor, for continually changing lives with your music. I adore you beyond measure, love you to the moon and to Saturn.

@taylorswift @taylornation

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diaryofsheets · 7 days

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i look in people’s windows may be her shortest song but i think it’s one of the most relatable ones. “i’m afflicted by the not knowing / i look in people’s windows in case you’re at their table, what if your eyes looked up and met mine one more time?” - how many times have i wondered what would happen if i saw someone again. how many times have i searched stranger’s faces for a glimpse of someone i once knew. how many times have I looked around once-familiar places in case i saw them. things end but you sometimes wish u could just see them one more time.. and what would happen? and that’s why im obsessed with this song!!!

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diaryofsheets · 7 days

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The way “and my friends all smell like weed or little babies” describes so well how when you’re in a totally different place in your life than all your friends (and this in and of itself is hard for you) and as a result you feel like no one can relate to what you’re going thru (and it makes dreaming of running away from everyone and everything and starting from scratch so appealing)

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diaryofsheets · 8 days

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Lyrical Analysis Day 1: the prophecy

from 'The tortured poets department anthology' by Taylor Swift

This song has touched me deeply, evoking tears as if she has delved into my heart and penned the words I've whispered to the universe. It's mesmerizing how her emotions resonate with countless souls worldwide. The song beautifully captures the longing for love, followed by the heartache of unfulfilled dreams and solitude. How in moments of desperation, one finds themselves gazing at the stars, questioning "when will it be my turn?" "Am i even destined for love?" or "is this the punishment i deserve?"

🪶 @diaryofsheets

@taylorswift @taylornation

#taylor swift #the tortured poets department #the tortured poets society #the prophecy #aesthetic #diaryofsheets #songs lyrics #love #finding love #soulmates #writerscorner #hashtags #thoughts #ok bye <3

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diaryofsheets · 8 days

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i’m hysterical so obsessed with the prophecy. like yes the whole album is poetry but THAT SONG is a poem to me. fully. just everything about it. it feels like something you’d stumble across in a random anthology and become obsessed over. like i can’t describe it but it’s so stunning and beautiful and makes me cry

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diaryofsheets · 9 days

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thisispattismith: This is saying I was

moved to be

mentioned in

the company

of the great

Welsh poet

Dylan Thomas.

Thank you Taylor.

@taylorswift

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diaryofsheets · 9 days

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that’s the love of my life

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diaryofsheets · 9 days

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i have so many thoughts

- the first room where she was chained the whole room is tilted, and the scene is after the breakup where she is trying to forget him as we can see her taking the pill but she showed even if i take it's no use. Then i feel like she fell asleep and dreaming about him but we have been shown that she breaks the handcuff goes in front of mirror. and reveals the tattoos which i feel like no matter what she does, the memories of that relationship are marked on her like tattoos

- as she leave the room to the typewriter room which i feel like are memories she is wearing a victorian dress as she was mourning the relationship while being in it and we can see him as being tortured as well or maybe she was thinking that he wants to end this relationship too but isn't doing like "they both love each other but it's ruining their life" somehow and other people who were also writing something their faces were covered which could be mean we, media no one even knew anything about their relationship or how it's mentally disturbing her

- while they were writing and saying to the camera 'i love you it's ruining my life' i think they were not saying it out loud but in their mind because 'how can you tell someone you love you can't tell it's dying' and as they were both writing/thinking the colours started to show which was pink and blue (she described him as color blue so many times in reputation and lover) which are like their memories where they are both happy and so in love together, the scene felt like style music video intro. And the papers started to flying in that scene.

- in the room where she was given electric shocks made me realise that she was being tortured mentally and he knew that as well that's why she saved him which we can relate to 'the great war' that they broke up and came back again.

- the rain scene, while she being outside in the pouring rain and him being in telephone booth: she was the only one bearing the weight of this relationship, but he wasn't even aware. and it could also mean 'delicate' music video where she was once dancing in that rain but now it's not the same anymore.

- the papers started to fly more aggressively and her breaking down as she wanted to save the relationship and burning while she was just standing meaning the relationship was dying and she can't do anything to save it.

- her breaking the mirror, is hating her own reflection, 'hate my reflection for years and years'

- in the end he comes out of the booth and gave her his hand to save her which is again 'the great war' - my hand was the one you reach war. Also how she is on the top of the telephone booth meaning she wanted to be in spotlight again.

i could be very wrong but this is what i get from mv 😭

#taylor swift #the tortured poets department #fortnight #the tortured poets society #fortnight mv #fortnight music video #post malone #diaryofsheets #tumblr

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diaryofsheets · 9 days

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In honor of Taylor New Album Release “The Tortured Poets Department” I decided to give these Game Of Thrones Favorites Their Own Posters To Celebrate With Some Of My Favorite Songs 🎉 🤍 @taylorswift

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diaryofsheets · 1 month

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Spring has finally showed up at my door again, i've found a new place in my fav city- although there's a still ache in my heart but i am planting new seeds again. Summer is on its arrival, i'll be cutting off my sleeves as i am no longer afraid to show my skin. Children are playing in a park and birds are singing their melodies, i can see the chemtrails in the blue bright sky, life feels light as the air ~ spring has finally showed up at my door again.

- diaryofsheets

pictures are mine, quotes from pinterest

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diaryofsheets · 2 months

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― Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

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diaryofsheets · 2 months

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James Baldwin.

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diaryofsheets · 3 months

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We met for the first time after a year of endless online conversations. I stood beneath a yellow tree, wearing the purple dress I'd described. Fidgeting with my fingers and checking my hair on my phone's screen, I felt a tap on my shoulder, making my heart race. I took a deep breath and turned to face you. I thought it only happens in movies and books when you meet someone for the first time – a slow song, a breeze, and everything fading away. Well, you, in a green hoodie, smiled at me, the color shining in your eyes proved me wrong

Ruffling your brown hair nervously with one hand behind your back, you greeted me, "Hi, you look beautiful." My grin widened as I nervously responded, "Thanks, you too— I mean, you look handsome. Sorry." You chuckled, a sound I instantly decided was my favorite.

As we headed towards the cafe, you surprised me with my favorite sunflowers. My heart skipped a beat, and I exclaimed, "You remembered!", and you made a face that said, "Obviously." noticing a tear in my eye, you wiped my face, and I explained, "I'm not crying; it's just that no one has ever bought me flowers before." Taking my hand, you walked with me, saying, "I'm glad to be the first to buy you flowers, to see that look on your face. I hope I'm the last too." Blushing, I silently agreed, "I hope so too."

~ diaryofsheets

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diaryofsheets · 3 months

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Fly the flag high and proudly.

JHB, South Africa. 28 October 2023.

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diaryofsheets · 4 months

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Your purpose is to live 🫧

Picture is mine. Quote from Pinterest.

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