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Cottoned. Chapter 07 // 24.09.2021

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The 'I' in Happiness  "deep within these memories died the happiness  we seek." -written on 27.12.2020   From one end of the universe to the other 230921 words don't seem to easily flow out from me anymore.  creativity seems dead.  is it because of the lack of emotional exposure?  a fire burning from inside and yet i continue to add fuel the fuel slips out words i never thought would escape while the fire turns the words i wish to speak into char the fire contains a protective instinct, but how far will it take me? how much will it allow to feel? 141220 the longing and lingering shadow which dawned upon me was finally cast away light and warmth like never before made the longing from death disappear nurturing my growth  into the tree i had longed to be flowers which grew beside me stood tall protected and changed a burnt garden into an earthy home FIN.
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Cottoned. 06.

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 06 here lies a number close to my heart DO NOT REPOST MY ART/POEM 'Mush' poetry accompanied by art 01 demons in my head and in my lungs and in my heart wish that i could numb these invisible bruises and i can't understand why living has to be this hard it already feels like i've taken a life that isn't mine. 02 life, is it still-darkness or flashes of monochrome burning in flames that only bursts from inside nightmares and reality all seem as one i still don't comprehend why living requires too many things all at once 03 my inners feel like tar and my outer feels tarnished am i just an empty pot holding nothing but faux seeds 04 do people look like they carry knives behind their backs or am i the one who places the knives behind their souls trying to resonate with the mundane emotions they might be feeling besides the piercing pain will they make me feel whole .FIN. DO NOT REPOST  MY ART/POEM
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Cottoned. Chapter 05 // 09.11.2020

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  Forming Light "Light takes on many forms. It can mean different things to different people.  A source for life. Death. Weight. A metaphor for heaven. Happiness. Blinding. Sight. Recently, when I go to a restaurant or cafe, I notice their light. The colour of it and how it makes me feel comforted. Without light we cannot see but when there is too much light we are blinded."  -  written on 21.12.19 Inside the darkness, a blinding light appeared filling the emptiness with warmth.  #3 Sick of all these thoughts running wild in my head. Drowning from these thoughts I should have said. 010119 sometimes I feel like a puzzle piece that is missing a place to fit. 090320 when the night creeps in and the moon rises the loneliness awakens and desperately crawls into me 090420 learning to grow away from each other is hard when our roots are firmly intertwined.   091120 why must it be you? the you, I see isn't true if it were meant to be would we still rue? time i...
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Cottoned. Chapter 04 // 13.08.2020

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What if I created an album? Take 02. Song 01. ∘ ─── 🍦༉─── ∘ 𝒓𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆 ∘ ───  ☕༉─── ∘ π’•π’Šπ’Žπ’†π’”π’•π’‚π’Žπ’‘π’” π’“π’†π’—π’‚π’Žπ’‘π’†π’… π’‘π’‰π’π’•π’π’ˆπ’“π’‚π’‘π’‰π’” 𝒄𝒖𝒕 π’Šπ’ 𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒇. π’“π’†π’Žπ’†π’Žπ’ƒπ’†π’“π’Šπ’π’ˆ 𝒕𝒉𝒆 π’ƒπ’Šπ’•π’•π’†π’“ 𝒕𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒄𝒐𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒕 π’π’π’˜ 𝒕𝒉𝒆 π’Žπ’†π’Žπ’π’“π’Šπ’†π’” 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 π’”π’π’ˆπ’ˆπ’š. π’†π’šπ’†π’” π’‡π’“π’π’Ž 𝒂 π’…π’Šπ’”π’•π’‚π’π’„π’† π’Žπ’†π’†π’•π’Šπ’π’ˆ π’˜π’Šπ’•π’‰ π’ˆπ’π’†π’‚π’Ž 𝒂𝒍𝒍 π’˜π’‰π’Šπ’π’† π’…π’“π’†π’‚π’Žπ’Šπ’π’ˆ 𝒐𝒇 π’…π’“π’†π’‚π’Žπ’” π’˜π’Šπ’•π’‰π’Šπ’ 𝒂 π’…π’“π’†π’‚π’Ž. 𝒕𝒉𝒆 π’‘π’‚π’”π’”π’Šπ’π’ˆ 𝒐𝒇 𝒂 π’Žπ’Šπ’π’π’Šπ’π’ π’ƒπ’–π’•π’•π’†π’“π’‡π’π’Šπ’†π’” 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒖𝒔 π’˜π’Šπ’•π’‰ π’˜π’‚π’π’…π’†π’“π’Šπ’π’ˆ π’†π’šπ’†π’”. 𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 π’‡π’π’π’˜π’†π’“ 𝒑𝒆𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒔 𝒃𝒖𝒕 π’†π’—π’†π’“π’šπ’•π’‰π’Šπ’π’ˆ 𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆𝒅. π’„π’π’–π’π’•π’Šπ’π’ˆ 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆  𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 π’•π’˜π’  π’ƒπ’†π’‚π’•π’Šπ’π’ˆ  π’‰π’†π’‚𝒓𝒕𝒔 π’šπ’π’– π’‡π’Šπ’π’ π’Žπ’† π’˜π’Šπ’•π’‰ π’π’π’•π’‰π’Šπ’π’ˆ 𝒂𝒏𝒅 π’†π’—π’†π’“π’šπ’•π’‰π’Šπ’π’ˆ 𝒂𝒕 𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆 .   .   .   .   . Song 02. ° πͺ𐑂 ♡ πͺ𐑂 β‚’ πͺ𐑂 ♡ πͺ𐑂 ° π’ƒπ’†π’‚π’–π’•π’Šπ’‡π’–π’ 𝒔𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝒐' π’Žπ’Šπ’π’† ･｡ﾟ...
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Cottoned. Chapter 03 // 09.08.2020

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What if I decided to create an album? 00 π‘«π’‚π’˜π’ π’…π’Šπ’”π’‚π’‘π’‘π’†π’‚π’“π’” 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆'𝒔 𝒍𝒆𝒇𝒕 π’Šπ’” 𝒂 π’”π’‰π’‚π’…π’π’˜ π’˜π’Šπ’•π’‰ 𝒂 π’•π’‰π’Šπ’“π’”π’• 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅 Song 01. π’ƒπ’†π’‚π’–π’•π’Šπ’‡π’–π’ 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆 ┊ ⇄ ◁◁ II ▷▷ ↻ ┊ ،، :🐾 : 𝒂 𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒆 π’π’Šπ’Œπ’† 𝒏𝒐 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 π’˜π’Šπ’”π’‰π’‡π’–π’ π’˜π’‚π’Šπ’•π’Šπ’π’ˆ  𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒖𝒕 π’ˆπ’“π’†π’˜ 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒏𝒔 𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒉𝒖𝒓𝒕  π’‚π’ˆπ’‚π’Šπ’ · · ─────── ·π–₯Έ· ─────── · · Song 02. ⠀ » [π‘­π’π’‚π’Žπ’† 𝑫𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆] «   0:30 ─〇───── 3:15     ⇄   ◃◃   ⅠⅠ   ▹▹   ↻ ─── ∙ ~Ρïз~ ∙ ─── 𝑨𝒔 𝑰𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒖𝒔 π’‡π’π’†π’˜ π’•π’π’˜π’‚π’“π’…π’” 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑺𝒖𝒏 𝑻𝒉𝒆 π’‡π’π’‚π’Žπ’†π’” 𝒐𝒇 π’‘π’‚π’”π’”π’Šπ’π’ 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒅 π’•π’‰π’“π’π’–π’ˆπ’‰ π’‰π’Šπ’Ž 𝑱𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒔 π’šπ’π’– 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒅 π’•π’‰π’“π’π’–π’ˆπ’‰ π’Žπ’†.  ₀․₀₀◦────────────────◦ ₃․₁₅ Song 03. 𝒀𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 ៚ · πŸ’Œ | πŸŒ™ π‘©π’†π’šπ’π’π’… π‘¬π’–π’‘π’‰π’π’“π’Šπ’„. π‘»π’‰π’Šπ’” π’Œπ’Šπ’π’… 𝒐𝒇 π’‡π’†π’†π’π’Šπ’π’ˆ 𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆𝒔 π‘·π’‚π’π’…π’†π’Žπ’Šπ’„. ↠ⁿᡉˣᡗ ˒ᡒⁿᡍ ...
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Cottoned. Chapter Two. // 06.04.2020

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Chapter 2 Thought #3  The present that becomes our past shapes us for the future that becomes our present.  ---------------------- Senses Why is it, Pleasurably Painful Yet, Infuriatingly Infatuated. ---------------------- 우리 //  Twin Flames We were forsaken To take on the roles as Twin Flames. A tragic masterpiece.  ---------------------- Time Sinking The roses withered, In time. I was already dead because of time. ---------------------- Flare She was warm Even in a cold, Moonlit night. Like the sun had given her A flare of her own. ---------------------- Fin. Thank you so much for reading my blog~! I'll be back with more and I hope you liked it 🌸
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Cottoned. Chapter One. // 04.04. 2020

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Cotton . verb. (cottoned; cottoning) 1. to take a liking to 2. to come to understand To whoever is reading, I hope you enjoy this series and this is me opening my heart a little bit more to the world. Chapter One.   The Full Sun Your smile is a little misleading Your eyes seem to always be full of love. And if I connect all the dots on your face, Maybe that's how we'll both fall in love.  We're a million miles apart, And yet I can only think of you. I'll hold close to my heart, The sunflowers that you drew.  And when I look up at the Sun, I'll only think of you.  The colours yellow and orange, Seemed to never catch my eye. They always seemed too strong, And now I think I know why. I was lost in this dark world, Not knowing where to go. Then I followed a voice, And went with the flow.  When all the world's problems, Seem to fall on my shoulder. I hear your voice from a dis...
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