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Poetry

I do this thing where I think I can write poetry so I guess I'll be putting a lot of it here now
  • beauty: the boy and the girl

    a poem about love and the fact that nobody should put themselves down about their looks just because they're not constantly being fawned over

    4 min read
  • nothing

    actually based off something that happened to me... I was really upset when I wrote this, so I really don't know what's going on here... review??

    1 min read
  • b r e a t h e

    I woke up in the middle of the night, and it suddenly hit me; my best friend was going away for a year, and I couldn't go with her.

    1 min read


I lingered round them, under that benign sky: watched the moths fluttering among the heath and harebells, listened to the soft wind breathing through the grass, and wondered how any one could ever imagine unquiet slumbers for the sleepers in that quiet earth.
— Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights