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#[ DARLING CAN YOU HEAR ME SINGING A REQUIEM FOR YOU / THE LOVE WE ONCE KNEW ] ; LIBRA
omniversentertwined · 7 months
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ㅤㅤ" Oh, haha.. He is such a skrunkly.. "
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... Two of them ..?
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divorcedcastiel · 2 years
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darling.. can you hear me singing..... its a requiem for you......... the love i once knew......... in your dreamland are we holding hands did you choose to be with me [explodes into tears]
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Millennial
I was once told
There were no good female writers
That the millions of girls scribbling away their lives in a desperate hope of preservation beyond their bras and bodies,
I was once told that there was no unique female narrative,
And that the books were ruined when a man held hands with another man in an act beyond friendship,
Bodies entangled in a Bambi gay affair wrapped in bed sheets and purity of love,
I was once told that there was no possible way a gay could be human, and that any chance of our stories being written above were the ever lasting log of Hell,
And I can’t help but think of that line in their favorite weapon, in my bible and book of sacred text, Peters, 4:8, above all else love eachother because love covers a multitude of sins,
And I think of the bias bullshit that I am brought through,
How I stay quiet until spoken too when men in their six-foot-something-frames give me the up-down check out,
And I think of myself madly scribbling like the rest of the women lost to the times and of people who brush them aside as psycho bitches because they show emotion,
Because god forbid someone who isn’t in your norm defy your opinions,
And I can’t help but think of the poems I read tattooed in blue and black ink on my skin when my abusive mother first brought that hand down,
And how I wasn’t allowed to write
About her
And now I do, I write about her and my anxiety drives me and my voice shakes because I am pushing against the weight of the world to try to be heard,
I am a stereotypical teen with no voice of her own,
So this stereotypical bitch says “I AM SIGNIFICANT”
In a mad hope to not peak at the age of 18 so the rest of my life can be a downhill spiral,
I think of the mob of scribbling pens writing stories their lips can’t tell and songs they don’t know the words to
And realize I’m surrounded by sheep who listen to Mr. TJ, a man who once compared homosexuality to incest in the same immoral level, and how he persecuted me for asking him a question,
And how he lied so easily as he made me shake and sob,
I think of every bullshit millennial in a terrified attempt like a dog about to be shot writing and singing and tweeting to be heard
Because no one listens in the real world,
I sing requiems to every soul I knew that flickered our too soon,
And I can’t help but think how their words weigh more than gold and they’re worth is so much more than scribbling doodles drawn
That the phones we use 24/7 is our way of appreciating ourselves,
That our bodies are yours to look at and ours to be ashamed of but the minute we find worth we are narcissistic,
That we are a whiny generation because we feel humanity and are humane for the first time in a long time
We may not have foughten a genocide that speaks all languages but we sure as hell are dropping like flies to our own guns because our wars rage on
How “my body isn’t my body” is a term I was taught,
And that I fight against every day despite violating eyes,
And maybe I’m a millennial but I’m not scared of the dark like you all were,
But I’m scared of seeing the light- and no! I don’t mean dying,
Darling I’m scared of living!
I am ready to die at 15! I am terrified of my worth because society has already told me my place-
A walking pleasure toy and I’m beaten down, despite how much I defy, to make sure I know my place/
And so I became a poet!
I became a poet to speak when all I do is sob and shake and my hands CLACK like metal parts clicking together and apart in a car that never goes anywhere and sputters and breaks apart at the sign of danger/
I shake like a leaf and I wonder how atlas had the courage to hold up the sky with all eyes on him-
And I think of the term millienial and it scares me how negative we are to our next generation as we ask them why they don’t love themselves and why they aren’t living past 20, and
It scares me to see that we usher eachother out of the line we march in, and the lines heading for the see
And before I drown I hear the scream
“Somebody remember, little millennial me”
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omniversentertwined · 8 months
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Momther !
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omniversentertwined · 8 months
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ㅤㅤv Thoroughly enjoyed Macaque Monday...
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ㅤㅤAh..she really does need to invite him over for tea, sometime..
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omniversentertwined · 6 months
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ㅤㅤ" The cooler ones... "
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ㅤㅤWell, she won't deny that they certainly are cool..
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omniversentertwined · 8 months
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scumbag-the-hedgehog asked:
"So, Leeb, what with... being a god and all, you're pretty good in a fight, right?"
ㅤㅤ...Were it not for the fact that she knows of his desire for power, this could have registered as a truly innocent question -- a mere curiosity that impulse pulled forth onto his tongue..
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤEven still, however, even with that knowledge..
ㅤㅤ" I..suppose it would depend on a few factors.. Who, exactly, my opponent is would be the greatest determining one, as well as the reasoning behind our battle.. If it is unnecessary, I am unlikely to put every ounce of myself against them, for instance -- but if it is for the sake of protecting that which I am charged with, or defending those I care for, then everything I have will be given in order to do so. "
ㅤㅤThere wasn't much that could be done to truly deter him from this path, was there..? No amount of words or warnings could dissuade him.. The only option was to protect him when the time would inevitably come, or..
ㅤㅤ" ...May I ask why it is that you seek this knowledge..? "
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omniversentertwined · 6 months
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ㅤㅤSometimes you get rizzed up by the same being that stole power from you and warped it into his own..then fused with a multitude of himself from across the timelines to attain power equivalent to the gods..and in a momentary loss of control nearly kills you................
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ㅤㅤBut, that's, fine, and you're fine, and hiding all of said information from your not-children while being successfully rizzed is surely nothing to worry about or do any self-reflection about or
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omniversentertwined · 7 months
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ㅤㅤOh..dear heavens have mercy..
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ㅤㅤMortals certainly do get braver each day, don't they..
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omniversentertwined · 7 months
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omniversentertwined · 7 months
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SMASH OR PASS ... ?
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omniversentertwined · 7 months
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ㅤㅤDid she hear...
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ㅤㅤDiscussions of historical events and ancient civilizations???
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omniversentertwined · 8 months
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ㅤㅤThe implication that gods don't have hearts...
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ㅤㅤ" That...could not be any less true..? "
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omniversentertwined · 8 months
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ㅤㅤConcern concern concern concern concern concern concern
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omniversentertwined · 8 months
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ㅤㅤ...Booba?
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