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let one be themselves beyond sight with materials & still adapt, be bold
one more chance to be what has so sadly been forgotten
let this bliss fillevery space to be missed in this time so rotten
till then, my back like my mentality shall not bend
Poem, Point of View, Short Story, slice of life
Jamie's screaming in agony at how far back the wolf was bending him back, practically clawing at the canvas to try pulling himself out, though he knew that wouldn't work.
AWFR, Barfight, Fight, Goat, Jamie Bockmann, Jeb Blackwater, Male, RP log, Wolf, Wrestling, bar
Beneath your weight i continue to bend,
though with far fewer pieces since this home has changed.
if i asked, would you tell me where he's gone?
if i asked, could you tell me why and where?
Mystery Speaker, Poem, Poetry, loss
Reasons to steady my moments unclear
life still as it will be, i need to follow feelings content with each never changing fear
sit & think, stand or sink, either way, motivation isn't far from any place
i guess in the end, my will tends to bend
Poem, slice of life
I will flex and bend to the problems ahead. i will not let them break me. believe this of me.
what can i say what can i do. i see you standing there across the way. can i control my self. your face glimmering like pure snow.
I, can, say, what
The remains on a shirt once soft cotton
eyes blink as light moves darkness away from a shadowed mind
letting vision clear show sights not seen in lifetimes
steady sounds echo through the silent catacombs unfamiliar with such common chimes
fingers bend
Poem, Short Story, life, thought
Mental burdens even increasing, "i jus" need my back to keep steady, to keep bending...
"in life, nothing seems easy, unless spoken in someone' else's story...
Poem, Short Story, life
Mental burdens even increasing, "i jus" need my back to keep steady, to keep bending...
"in life, nothing seems easy, unless spoken in someone' else's story...
Short Story, life
Least that's how i hope i seem
truth be told, i walk & talk almost always as if lost in a nightmare, or dream
the path has never been clear as day
i tend to break, & bend as i lose my way
i'm happy to have an angel by my side
when i lose my mind, & i'm
Love, Poem, Short Story, life
He was still straining forward, so hard, in fact, that the iron tines were actually bending inside his body, gaping the puncture wounds ever wider, turning the slow dribble of blood into three separate streams.
Ander, Anthro, Clean, Fox, Novel, Story, Wolf
"so that bends always like that? i'm guessing you live nearby then?"
"yes to both," finley replied, nodding his head. "i live at the end of the line, a place called leothal."
Otter, SFW, Tiger, Tigress, train