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herb

chained: i am still searching for what lingers of you

  • Art & Photography Re: tea's doodles and drawings

    = link:

    Jan 11, 2024
  • Art & Photography Re: tea's doodles and drawings

    doodle

    Jan 11, 2024
  • Writing Activities Re: Write the worst poem you can.

    i am great at spelling almost as loud as i am when screaming just as great as i am at shouting, scouting and pancakes. i can rhyme

    Jan 10, 2024
  • Writing Activities Re: Haiku Train

    everlasting love, yet you made it fine dust it is now powder

    Jan 9, 2024
  • Writing Activities Re: Haiku Train

    let me hide away, like bears in hibernation i too am resting

    Jan 8, 2024
  • Art & Photography Re: mint's doodles & photos

    love these >;3

    Jan 6, 2024
  • Writing Activities Re: Haiku Train

    only legends now it's remains of perfection which we both chased struck by betrayal, my heart aches and cries but you, you broke me again

    Jan 4, 2024
  • Writing Activities Re: Haiku Train

    waits to be unearthed each day leaves, as i pass away a lonely corpse

    Jan 3, 2024
  • Writing Activities Re: Haiku Train

    a song without words, just murmurs and whispers that ring out in silence

    Jan 3, 2024
  • Poetry Discussion Re: Community Poetry: Round One

    each past life and long night a ball thrown around

    Dec 29, 2023
  • Writing Activities Re: Haiku Train

    perpetually a life of sorrow and glee i miss it dearly

    Dec 28, 2023
  • Writing Activities Re: Haiku Train

    "You will not be tamed." They all say that but i know I'm already tame.

    Dec 28, 2023
  • Writing Activities Re: Haiku Train

    Saying it’s your “right” to scream and shout at me too like a dictator

    Dec 27, 2023
  • Writing Activities Re: Haiku Train

    see your brow and nose? the ones you say are ugly those are mine as well

    Dec 27, 2023
  • Writing Activities Re: Haiku Train

    into tree-hollows you peer as if ts a heart though you hated mine

    Dec 19, 2023


We understand how dangerous a mask can be. We all become what we pretend to be.
— Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind