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theendoftheworldpoet · 11 months
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A lion roars.
The earth quakes.
A storm grows.
An ocean rages.
A volcano erupts.
But what does this grief inside of me produce?
Nothing.
An endless nothing.
-Ender
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“There is a crack growing over the shell of my heart. In each crevice grows moss and flowers, trying to mend what has been shattered; trying to make beautiful what once was broken.”
- Ender
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There’s a map drawn out across my heart,
with dotted lines and hand drawn curves
through chasms deep
and where blood rivers sweep
down to its very core.
Yet in the center of this beating heart
there was no buried treasure
beneath the x that marks the spot.
Only hopeless dreams
and empty nothings
that make this beating heart
beat.
-Ender
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“Roots grow
within my ribcage,
stretching far and wide,
tangling with bones
and organs,
growing flowers and leaves
all inside of me.
The garden grows,
and attracts many wild things;
But when I wasn’t looking,
something flapped it’s wings,
and before I knew it
there were butterflies
in the very pits of me.”
-Ender, The Poet
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“Moss grows in my lungs, attempting to root and grow a tiny forest within my body. Soon, leaves begin to sprout until all that comes out of my mouth are flowers and foliage; I will speak only in the beauty of nature.”
-Ender, the poet
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“Poetry is written on the marrow of our bones, beginning to form at conception; it grows with us over time, and it’s exodus begins when we choose to be ourselves. Poetry is our genesis, and it will be our revelation.”
-Ender, the poet
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“My blood and bones may say that I’m alive, but this flesh and skin will rot away until you see all of me on the inside.”
-Ender, the poet
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About Me:
Name: Ender (“username” is boring, this is my alias.)
Age: 23
Likes: writing (fiction & poetry), art, listening to music, reading, rain (not storms), archery, chocolate milk & mandarin oranges (not together, though, bc that’s disgusting.)
Dislikes: unnecessary drama, major change, unkindness, conflict, hate, & wasps.
Other: I am Christian, a female, & I don’t tolerate hatred for anything. If you’re rude to me, or anyone else in my presence, you can kindly take your meanie pants and leave. Mess with me & my kingdom, you gon get slapped. =)
I struggle with anxiety, and have overcome depression & loneliness. I understand that mental health is a thing, and if you need a hug, lemme know, ‘cus I’ll give you one. (And if hugging isn’t for you, I’ll give you a super cool smiley face instead!) Fam, you never fight alone; you attack these crummy mental health foes with an army. <3
I don’t respond to sketchy looking DMs, or ones just saying “hi how are you”. Please don’t take that the wrong way, but it’s mainly for safety reasons. <3
Have a beautiful day!
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“Forgive me for always seeking, instead of just being.”
-Ender, the poet
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