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Blotted Ink with a Broken Quill

United States

13 years old.
In love with books.
Ranger's Apprentice. 1
Dawn of Wonder. 2
Wings of Fire. 3
Warriors. 4
Percy Jackson. 5

ENFP-T

Coldplay.
Beatles.

Guitarist.
Artist.
Screamer.
Lover.
Actor.

Join Date: September 12, 2018

Message from Writer

I have found that what I put here before was very deep.
Nah...
Just wanted to say hi.
So hello.

And remember that whoever you are, however you look, in what way you think, what you drink, how you express yourself, how you write, what music you listen to, and even how long your fingernails are, the only real thing about you is what you decide to be.

My love.... #RoseLove

April 11, 2019

FREE WRITING

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She was
            a         
              l
               o
                n
                 e
but every night she was  k i s s e d 

and she drank in all the love, until the next day came, 
and it kept her from w  i t h e r i  n   g. 

Every night, 
    the snow came and let its soft flakes brush against 
        her cheeks,    
                                    
            which already blushed without provacation 
She was the only spot of red in the shifting mass 
    of white and grey 
        but she liked it that way 
She
had
the
entire
universe
as
her
companion
And underneath the s
                                 t
                              a
                                r
                             s 

she danced without movement, 
        but it was the most wonderous dance of all, 
and she swayed to the song of the mountains 
        and she danced in her dress of layers
each more tender than the last 
                                                                                           The rose never once lost her velvety crimson coat...             
for when the night disapated, 
she watched the world with her eyes and thanked it, 
so it never felt the need to remove her petals. 

So the rose sits on her not so lonely hilltop, 

with her flower in the stars and moonlight on her stem, 

and sunlight in her bud, roots laden with gems,

petals sparkling as R
                            A
                            I
                            N
                            D
                            R

                      My lOve, the rose
                            P
                            S  
 

 

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