ANNADELLE
Moose WIP

Please Dont Come TrueFear eats the cords of faith voice in staccato, as rain saline falls The sounds unheardPlease Dont Come True
Wish I could change the difference Flip a trick, a rabbit out of a hat, a heart from a hole
I'm bleeding out Reach for your hand, but grab at nothing A ghost your promises fade,your smooth lies add up Eyes in shock, falling slipping into the depths No salvation, no warmth, alone once again, sinking Muttering I knew you once
Seeing my hand, it was beautiful, so I laid it down, with all the trust, faith, and hope I had, never expecting to lose it all, a fool with dre


Gallery of Seven SquareIn the gallery of seven squareGallery of Seven Square
I share a glance at happen chance
I was entertained as my thoughts did glance at something they should not see but did it catch my thoughts did fetch
a glimpse of something more. Beyond what was allowed
I never asked for that door I found myself inside its walls not trying but caught by fate but now I'm dieing, without care, in the gallery of Seven square
5 mirrors of glass lay stained in sand, blown smooth by wind and age I did not agree, that the place they would be, more than where they were left better now that days pass by being we
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Fuck this, I'm moving to Narnia
I am constantly floored by your submissions.
I hope your art takes you somewhere,
it's beautiful.
Keep up the good work.
See you around.
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Me: Poet. Photographer. Artist. Fake.
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I'm weird........DEAL WITH IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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"Not I." - The Fly
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