Lunathebold @Lunathebold@pawoo.net

Moon or Sun
Desert or Ocean
Nothing shall remain
Roads laced with time never end
Yet none shall ever see

And here I lay
Dreaming of darker nights
Yet again

My written words will never bring you happiness
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The spilled ink will only remind you of quiet satisfaction.
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Of soft affirmation
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From feelings denied name
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For that I'm mournful
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Twisted heart burning with shame
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I only write to confess
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These thoughts exiled from sound

Winter's blades dance across skin
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Cracked lengths of ivory
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Crimson streaks lay my secrets bare
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Dripping rivers of life
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Ten thousand whispers and half sunk prayers
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For lungs to breathe once more

I feel a very strong attachment to the song Burn The Witch, by Shawn James.
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Relating to the feeling of being ostracized and hated by my own people.... it hurts, but offers validation for my feelings. Fear of being exiled or killed is very real for me, and I believe its entirely possible even in modern times I could be burned alive by an angry mob.
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The lyrics offer strength, of 'breathing deep and preparing for my passing,' but I don't believe I could stay strong as faces I love grow dark...

For you
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I became the protector
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I learned to twist muscle
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To force others
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For you
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I learned to scream
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To throw bullets
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To use the sharpest steel
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For you
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I learned to hate
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To weigh a life against yours
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To disregard my love of man
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For you
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I learned to sit with the devil
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To shed blood that wasn't mine
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To become a hand of war
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How I'm ashamed of it all

I used to write for hours at a time, and already have several dozen pages of a novel written... but I can't bring myself to give it attention again. Or when I can I write a few sentences, then get distracted again. Which is so frustrating

Gnashing fangs and extended claws
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Hair raised amidst torn sheets
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So are the screaming nights
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Where I remember you

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After resolving to stop wasting your life indoors, your first outing with friends goes great until a huge mosquito attacks you. As soon as you swat her, a red mist rushes into you and fills a void you never knew you had. One of your friends exclaims, "I can't believe it. You're...Mosquitoborn."
#writingprompts #writing

Spilled ink could depict words in beautiful arrangements, giving thoughts free reign to create worlds inside a mind.
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But this heart and soul yearns for nothing more than I'm not okay, and it's fine.
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No tales of drowning in oceans deeper than forbidden mine shafts; darker than the abyss
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I'm not okay, but it's fine.

Rivers flow through forests thin
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Flashing floods of deathly despair
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Running away from threat or kin
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Destroying all; Never giving a care
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That's how she'd always been
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Care not given to what was ripped apart
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Aching soul and muscles of tin
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A broken girl; With that viscous heart

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~let's see what happens when I try to write a song live and post it~

And how long
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Can we keep hanging on
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To these holes in our hearts
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And how long, can we forget
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The lies we told
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But you were never right
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And I was always wrong
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There's no grey here to guide us
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Just a blinding light with no source
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That's all I've ever seen

C#, Am, C# Asus7

Thinking of adding some Fmaj7's in there as a short bridge.

Idk, I'm bad at this ;)

As winter waves roll upon the beach
I wonder if the sand knows the sun
Of the warmth that'll be restored
The cycles of life and cold
Promises to be upheld
Or is there only endless torment
One cold wave crashing to the next
Unyielding
Unending

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Every morning you wake with little cuts and bruises. You have told yourself for years that its just how you move in your sleep. Today, you woke up with a large gash on your arm, a glowing red dagger plunged into the wall, and what looks a lot like a dead angel on the floor
#writingprompts #writing

Was really great during the vortex!

Work got called off because planes can't fly safely and we'd probably die out on that strip of concrete at the airport!

IT WAS FREEZING. pawoo.net/media/H2m9K_H60jZN3U

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: You are two shapeshifters in love, trying to introduce each other to the world as you know it. Your spouse is not very good at being human. But then again, you are just as bad at being a dragon.
#writingprompts #writing

I just got a new motorcycle!! I AM SO EXCITED FOR SPRING!!!!