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sparks-chaotic-cove · 2 months
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You know, they say Fenris was always destined to bite
Those cruel, captivatingly crude jagged rows of teeth
Fated to destroy the ones he loved the most.
Their blood on his clawed paws,
metallic taste on his tongue,
horror in his eyes and pain from the skies.
But did Fenris really determine his fate?
or did those who raised him curse him with debates
of the destined foe of all of them there
the one who couldn't predict his despair.
Was Fenris always evil?
was he always so very cruel?
or did something inside him break the day he was chained,
cursed to become a monster to everyone who viewed.
Did he mean to hurt his family?
did he realized the snake that had already predicted his fate?
Fenris never meant to hurt his star.
Fenris never meant to hurt the moon.
Fenris never meant to tear his stronghold.
Fenris never meant to stalk his family.
But fate destined it as so,
He's just lucky someone was there to tell him "Leave him alone."
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sparks-chaotic-cove · 2 months
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"An Ode to the Destroyer"
Quixis, dear Quixis,
the one who bends all of this.
Quixis, oh Quixis,
wont you hear my call?
Quixis, relentless,
past and future words and tense,
Quixis, don't forget this,
You will one day be called.
Quixis, don't do this
Don't ruin all the fun.
Quixis, see through this,
Father's never wrong.
Quixis, dear Quixis,
I've harbored every doubt, but
Quixis, oh Quixis,
I am simply so devout.
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sparks-chaotic-cove · 3 months
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Icarus, Icarus
do you see what you've done to us?
Child of creation, child of sorrow
did you think when you caused that friend to not see tomorrow?
Her bloodied corpse, lying on the floor
your grin as you lowered the weapon that bore
her cruel destruction, that predestined occurance
written within the pages of a scroll,
a horror to behold.
The one who you loved saw your crime,
she ran away and cried.
But you just laughed and laughed
because the goddess had to notice you, at last.
But did she ever? did she stoop when you beckoned her?
Or did she never speak a word, only speaking to her reaper in turn?
Icarus, Icarus,
Do you see what you've done to us?
Over years of time, placing your fate on a dime
on the words of a monster, the words of your father
You watched as your friend was slaughtered
So I must ask; is the cost too great for the reward?
Was the cost for following, dear child of sorrow,
Worth more than seeing your friends tomorrow?
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sparks-chaotic-cove · 2 months
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(This is a thought/vent poem! Aka, inspired by my own experiences)
Home.
"What is a place that you call home?"
I was asked some months ago.
To answer that inquiry I must determine
what counts as a home and what merely as a dwelling place?
Is a home somewhere you stay?
somewhere to live while you slowly decay?
Or is a home filled with laughter and joy?
With the newfound happiness of a fancy new toy?
If the answer is the latter, then what else can I say,
then "I don't think I call anywhere a home, either way."
For I don't hear laughter in either place.
I don't hear happiness no matter where I stay.
for whether I stay in the place my family owns
or the house they placed me in far down the road,
the only place that feels like home
is those fleeting moments I feel safe within a voice's tone.
But those belong to either place,
in fact, they don't really belong to any at all.
they belong to the people that live outside those houses' walls.
They belong to people who would answer if I called.
And so when someone asks me what place I call home,
I must simply tell them "There is no place I call home.
"my heart does not lie in one place or another,
"Rather it travels along with me wherever I discover,
"the closest friends someone could have."
And though this thought tears my soul
I must just understand that this is how it goes.
For a girl who finds no home within a place,
must reach for another's embrace.
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sparks-chaotic-cove · 2 months
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I do not love to serve myself
I do not love because someone told me to,
I love because the joys of life
are worth more than every single bit of hell
that I'll feel when someone stabs a knife into my back,
that will shatter me again, leaving pieces that I simply can't glue back on track.
I'll love because even if I break apart,
the most valuable thing in this life is having a heart.
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sparks-chaotic-cove · 2 months
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"I Love You"
"I love you"
I know.
"I love you"
Do you really, though?
"I love you"
I've heard that a million times.
"I love you"
Why do you even try?
"I love you"
You were never afraid to make me cry.
"I love you"
You wouldn't mind if I curled up and died.
"I love you"
Could you do anything to prove it?
"I love you"
Or shall you simply continue to disprove it ?
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sparks-chaotic-cove · 3 months
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Why fly when it's safer below?
Why yearn for adventure when you're too afraid to go?
Why lean on another when they may fail?
Why hold hope for goodness when evil prevails?
but what can you live for if not this good?
what can you live for, what will be enough?
for at the end of the day, through toil and trial,
all that remains for you is such sweet smiles.
That warmth of a soul
as their story unfolds;
that embrace of a friend,
that you thought you'd never see again;
Those small acts of kindness, that make you feel loved,
those who see you when you feel not enough.
The many great tastes of all the best foods,
the time you take to "set the mood".
teasing laughter, grinning friends,
a moment that will never end.
For your memory holds it close, does it not?
after all, how could you have forgot
the warmest smiles, the kindest souls,
the ones who wait to beckon you home.
Because through all the trials, through all the pain,
only in the end, will love remain.
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In the end, it all will fall.
All those hopeful wishes and pantomimed calls,
All the empty spaces that were left upon your walls,
In the end, all of it will fall.
So shed no tears and cry no more,
cycles, deary, appear evermore.
for what will die will live again
and for what falls down will rise up with a grin.
For the dead feed the earth, and the earth feeds new life.
For tears feed healing, and healing feeds a smile.
Smile grows to laughter, and laughter from within
is the greatest thing a person can ever win.
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sparks-chaotic-cove · 2 months
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I'd love to feel alright.
to close by eyes for once
and wake up to the bright,
with a smile, not afraid of what haunts
the thoughts of my head,
which surely tend to beget
the freezing cold claws
of anxiety's darkest brawls.
Oh, I'd love to feel alright.
And I know I am alright.
but even though I know that I truly am,
its hard to understand without a helping hand.
So instead I will continue knowing I am alright
that in the end, life's not here for a fight.
Life is here because life exists,
And who am I to fault it?
For in the end, we make our own perspective.
We choose whether we'd like to gaze upon the good,
or dwell upon the bad.
We choose whether to lend a helping hand,
or cast glares on all those who reach upwards.
We choose whether to value what we have,
or envy what we don't.
So in the end, it's up to us whether happiness fails,
or the goodness within us prevails.
So maybe if I tell myself that I am alright,
and I pick up new hobbies,
or open a new book,
or start a new show,
or learn a new thing,
or simply take a sip of water,
or eat a bite of food;
Then maybe I'll be alright.
And then maybe, I can continue on with my life.
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sparks-chaotic-cove · 4 months
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Hello folks!
Welcome to my blog! It's a chaotic cove of writing, art, brainrot rants, and reblogs of course!
Name: Spark(s) (May also refer to me as: Sunset, Dawn, or Lizzy/Lizzie!)
Pronouns: She/her
Status: In a relationship! To keep my boyfriend's name private, I'll be calling him "Okapi" for now-
Interests:
Fablesmp
Mersmp
Siegesmp
life series
hermitcraft
mcyt
percy jackson
other rick riordian series
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Etc
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Writing
Art
Theories
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