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owlmoonboi · 10 hours

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Darkness dissipates at the rise of dawn only to return at twilight

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owlmoonboi · 10 hours

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Fire and Water

Day and night

Darkness dances with the light

Where the water meets the sky

The sun is in love with the moon

Tree roots tangle in the dirt

Grass is sewn into the ground

Sand shakes hands with the sea

Your heart beats the same beat of mine

We connected since our hands touched

From your lips met mine

We are Venus and Earth

We are a puzzle

We just fit together

We are Romeo and Juliet without the tragedy

We are starting-crossed lovers

We are one

Dear Lenore

You are my world and so much more

Even though you are nothing more

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owlmoonboi · 1 day

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She held my hand and said “you are a star”. I smiled. I wanted to say something but instead I just looked into her crystal blue eyes that are more blue than the ocean.

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owlmoonboi · 4 days

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Sometimes I feel like I’m a lighthouse

Relied solely to bring light to others

I’m in a field that has many animals

I should have felt solidarity but all I felt was lonesome

That’s all I had ever felt but then you came

When you lit me up was when I felt happiest

It was when I felt brightest

You gave me warmth I had never felt before

I felt like a moth drawn to a flame but unlike a moth I did not have the ability to follow

I was trapped in the ground, unable to be free

Over the course of time you left

I waited but you never came for me

I was alone again

It was just me, the sky, the ground, and the sea

Maybe I’ve could’ve gone searching for you

Maybe I could’ve escaped

Maybe I could’ve asked if you were okay

But maybe, but maybe I was afraid

Make be I didn’t have the courage to say I love you because I didn’t know how to say it right

I didn’t know how to love right

I had never said it before

I had never felt love before

And I had never had it said to me, before you came

But now I no longer have a flame

I am left in the darkness

And I wonder to myself if maybe you were the moth

And maybe you left me since you were drawn to a brighter flame

Someone you could say “I love you” too

And someone who could say it back

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owlmoonboi · 8 days

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owlmoonboi · 10 days

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https://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.infinitycow.eplay

I have never used E-play. It looks like it’ll a good app but I like using Spotify.

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owlmoonboi · 10 days

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250 likes!

#250 likes #tumblr milestone

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owlmoonboi · 10 days

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You'll see me in the velvet curtains

You'll hear my fury in the silence

See my scars in the small cracks on the road

And my lucky smile in the helpless hope

The creeks of bamboo,

They whisper my name, don't you hear them too?

So go ahead and cozy in the mufflement of your own lies

One day the world will know the monster in disguise

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owlmoonboi · 11 days

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A writer is an artist who paints with words.

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owlmoonboi · 11 days

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There is a mirror on the wall

It is thin and long

With one nail it is hung

The outer edge is made of wood

The glass is shattered

In each piece I see me but it looks a little different

I’m still wondering if I’ll find the reflection that reflects me

Each second I am losing my mind

I just don’t know anything anymore

The only thing I know is I am mad and I am looking in the mirror

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owlmoonboi · 11 days

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Maybe I should be a makeup artist 💄

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owlmoonboi · 14 days

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This is my version of Cardigan

Vintage tee, brand new phone

High heels on dusty road

When you are young, they assume you know nothing

Sequin smile, black lipstick

Sensual politics

When you are young, they assume you know nothing

But I knew you

Dancin' in your Levi's

Drunk under a streetlight, I

I knew you

Your heart on the sleeve of my sweatshirt

Baby, kiss it better, I

And when I felt like I was an old cardigan

Under someone's bed

You put me on and said I was your favorite

A friend to all is a friend to none

Choose two girls, lose the one

When you are young, they assume you know nothin'

But I knew you

Playing hide-and-seek and

Giving me your week plans, I

I knew you

Your heartbeat on the High Line

Once in 20 lifetimes, I

And when I felt like I was an old cardigan

Under someone's bed

You put me on and said I was your favorite

To kiss in cars and downtown bars

Was all we needed

You drew stars around my scars

But now I'm bleedin'

'Cause I knew you

Steppin' on the last train

Marked me like a wine stained dress, I

I knew you

Tried to change the ending

Jonas losing Frankie, I

I knew you

Leavin' like a father

Running like water, I

And when you are young, they assume you know nothing

But I knew you'd linger like a tattoo kiss

I knew you'd haunt all of my what-ifs

The smell of smoke would hang around too long

'Cause I knew everything when I was young

I knew I'd curse you for the longest time

A haunted shadow in my dreams at night

I knew you'd miss me once the thrill expired

And you'd be standin' on my front porch smiling

And I knew you'd come back to me

You'd come back to me

And you'd come back to me

And you'd come back

And when I felt like I was an old cardigan

Under someone's bed

You put me on and said I was your favorite

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owlmoonboi · 14 days

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The trees that branches sway in the wind is the only time they are free

Their tangled roots are encased in a bed of soil that holds remains of a cruel past

A cruel past we never encounter with these truths in the media as people like to create a happily ever after

These will res I shall never tell because I’m trapped in my own hell

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owlmoonboi · 17 days

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Touch. Love. Truth. Hate.

Touch a five letter word. Touch is something l long for. Something I yearn for. Something I need.

Love a four letter word. Love is something I want. Something I need. Love makes our world have a litt bit of beauty. Love makes our world a little less broken. A little less cracked. A little less grey. Truth is a five letter word.

Truth is what happened. Truth is what’s real. Truth is something I long for. Something I yearn for. Something I need. I need answers.

Hate is a four letter word. Hate is an extreme dislike. Hate is poisonous. Hate is evil. Hate is the opposite of love. Hate is how I feel about myself.

You. You is a three letter word. You is a word to describe a person who I am not. You are someone I love. I love you but I need to know the truth. Do you love me or do you hate me? I just need to know. Not knowing makes me sad. Not knowing makes me fill the sky with tears.

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owlmoonboi · 22 days

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Lost in time

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owlmoonboi · 1 month

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I can be in a room but I never fully feel like I am there. It is not as though I don’t know what is going on or I am stuck in my own world. As much as I like to escape to my mind that is not the thing. The thing is that I feel like I am a ghost. I say a ghost but I don’t mean I feel dead. More like I feel invisible. Like listening on the other side of the door or looking through the other side of the mirror.

I can say what is going on in the room. I can write it all down. Spill the events as though it is a story but what is the point if I don’t feel like I was there. Although I think sometimes we all feel like we are invisible or like someone else. Even if not feeling those things maybe wishing for them. I know I sometimes do.

I don’t wish to not be there in the sense that I want to be dead or gone or forgotten but just because I like the idea to escape. I like to watch others. To observe. To freely notice things without others know you are looking. Since people don’t like being watched even if they want to put everything about themselves on the internet. It’s just because the likes fill a void in them. Or so they hope the likes will fill the void but deep down they know it won’t.

I think it’s alright to just want to watch sometimes. Honestly it’s natural. After all we watch moves to escape do why is it so wrong to watch the lives of others to vicariously live in their place since I know I’ll never be able to live the live. In the end I know I’ll just be the kid of the other side of the mirror watching in frozen time while everyone else moves on.

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owlmoonboi · 1 month

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Red. Red is a colour of many things. Red is the colour of roses. A beautiful flower which symbolises love but within its beauty at its centre is thorns. Get your close and you risk touching the darkness that bleeds from its core.

I could write more about the colour red but it’s hurting my hands too much as they are covered in guts. I just hope these cuts I bled from pain I inflicted upon myself will not come back and that I realise cutting myself will not stop my emotional pain. Though I don’t think I’ll ever stop cutting myself since after all I love the colour red and some things you just can’t help.

Decode the message in red

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