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Ruthh

United Kingdom

you know that ancient egyptian embalming technique where they pull out the brain through the nose? that’s what i do with writing. if i were you, i wouldn’t lick my pencils.

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'the world is changed because you are made of ivory and gold. the curves of your lips rewrite history.'

16 | english | big nerd | explorer | ravenclaw | big stress | i want to join and then publicly leave Scientology so tom cruise hunts me down

empty.

November 8, 2018

FREE WRITING

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you were not the warmth of summer, 
nor the growth of spring.
devoid of the colours of autumn,
without the sharpness of the cold of winter.
neglected from all seasons, 
you raged relentless, 
a blank canvas, 
empty for anyone to tarnish. 
Short and sweet xo

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  • RainAndSonder

    Short but powerful, a gorgeous poem in a dark way. I love that last line--- "a blank canvas, empty for anyone to tarnish." It finishes off the piece perfectly.


    7 months ago