i'm actually proud of this one
It's a bit depressing, forgive me. It's a battle I've been fighting for far too many years to count.
𝐈'𝐦 𝐚𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮.
just a small poem about accepting yourself and your appearance
‘Thy longing was but delusion and dream, —
Sparkle ignites — Mine, ground of curse and flame.’
First piece in the ‘𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐫’𝐬 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐰𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐤’ series; entry to @aspeandao’s ‘Dragon Conte...
Get to know the me behind the screen #2
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This poem has a raw take about the whole concept of ‘appearance is deceptive’ and ‘inside matters more’.
This is a song in my language (Greek) that tells a story and I formed it in a more story-like way. It inspires me deeply since I was a little child.
The universe “had” become known to not know itself for what truly isn’t made up of one’s very (self-recognition) to begin with. As with time and patience, is when one will afford their own appearance ...
A first post. Politely introducing myself to myself on a saterday morning. How would you describe your appearance?
Part 4 of Seeds.
Note: To start from the beginning of this story, go to this link: https://commaful.com/series/xtrole/the-island/
It's a bit depressing, forgive me. It's a battle I've been fighting for far too many years to count.
𝐈'𝐦 𝐚𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮.
just a small poem about accepting yourself and your appearance
‘Thy longing was but delusion and dream, —
Sparkle ignites — Mine, ground of curse and flame.’
First piece in the ‘𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐫’𝐬 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐰𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐤’ series; entry to @aspeandao’s ‘Dragon Conte...
Get to know the me behind the screen #2
***
want to participate?
tag your story #onefact
or
tag me, @kaylynn in your comment section
This poem has a raw take about the whole concept of ‘appearance is deceptive’ and ‘inside matters more’.
This is a song in my language (Greek) that tells a story and I formed it in a more story-like way. It inspires me deeply since I was a little child.
The universe “had” become known to not know itself for what truly isn’t made up of one’s very (self-recognition) to begin with. As with time and patience, is when one will afford their own appearance ...
A first post. Politely introducing myself to myself on a saterday morning. How would you describe your appearance?
Part 4 of Seeds.
Note: To start from the beginning of this story, go to this link: https://commaful.com/series/xtrole/the-island/