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pixi

^_−☆ 18 ~ i enjoy writing for fun but im also a creative writing major🥞🧺👻🌉(๑>◡<๑) 🍎🧤📝

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This is Why it Had to Die

pixi

1 min read

Desintegrating, piece by piece.

Layer by layer.

Mood switching.

Code switching.

Forging new patterns.

Ones that-- before felt out of line.

A circus in my mind quiets down.

Seeing clearly, the words seep through,

Puncturing the paper.

**"This is why it had to die."**

**Underestimated.**

**Disempowered.**

**Treated delicately.**

**Like a flower.**

I don't mind, but now I rise.

On the pedestal

W...

Poetry

Drama

The Emotionally Silenced

pixi

1 min read

To someone who keeps their

Love in their back pocket, tucked away

Deep down to be discarded.

Expression is the biggest deal breaker.

Protection is the mess burning deep inside

They won't let anyone see.

**"I don't care what it is, let me in."**

In the language of the emotionally silenced,

This phrase crosses the line, curving into

exposure and leading to eternal disappointment.

I'm ready for y...

Poetry

Romance

Knots

pixi

1 min read

My fingers, tied

My yarn, knotted

My time, wasted

No tutorial can save me,

Or feed me a new art

Other than that of being stuck

The hook would prefer another's touch

And I might be as unteachable as a duck,

Maybe I'll stick to what I know

Do some jumping jacks

and run through my vocal chords,

Performing my very own karaoke show....

Poetry

Humour

In your eyes

pixi

1 min read

In your eyes,

I wonder what I'm like

In your eyes.

If there's another eye

besides mine

that you fancy

If there is, should I take notes?

Should I get lessons?

On how to make your eyes see me

As a person worth your love

A confession.

Another time I wouldn't care,

But now I want you to be mine

Forget it, I wanna share.

If she's yours, and so am I

How can we both be worth loving to you

In your eyes...

Poetry

Romance

Confessions to Cupid

pixi

1 min read

Cupid, oh, Cupid.

You've struck me again.

Give me one good reason why I should

actually listen to your advice?

With glitter in my eyes, the twinkle

Blinds me of what's real and what's an illusion.

Cupids doing.

I beg you to remove me from this confusion.

Im falling apart, Cupid.

No fair to include me into your mischief.

Your wings ought to be retired by now,

Considering how wrong you are on ea...

Poetry

Romance

My Prized Dime

pixi

1 min read

I bought the flowers you liked.

Your face, first, tainted with a sour expression,

Melts into that of a sweet, serene smile.

I melt watching you melt.

I long for each moment I get to change your

Rainy days into magical ones.

If I could be your Santa Clause, then here

Is the gift I'd give you

A blissful tropical day.

No worries, all play.

We'd write our initals on a lock,

Hook it onto the fence an...

Poetry

Romance

Hello, AI

pixi

1 min read

What can I do for you today?

A man with the capacity of love and respect.

One who doesn't use his words to spin me

Around and leave me with nothing but

A stick and a sack.

Can you do it for me?

Hm, that's a tricky one...

Sorry, I couldn't find one available.

How about a guy with low effort, no money

and when he takes you out he slams the door in

your face, making your nose runny?

No, AI! You w...

Poetry

Romance

Nothing Could Make Me Leave

pixi

1 min read

Comfort, safety, and love.

All bundled up in a box called "Home."

While memories are made in a home,

Stories are to be told in a house.

Living in a box isn't as dull and boring

As it may seem.

Energy is built in the home.

Life breathes through the house.

Love breathes through the home.

Joy, creation and safety all made possible

through my home.

Home is where the heart is.

Home isn't temporary.

...

Poetry

Romance

Willow Man

pixi

1 min read

The Willow leaves drop as tears fall from his eyes

Dropping on his head as he cries

Pure emotion so raw and beautiful

Why do you come here and feel so sad?

Was it a hard day did it go bad?

His cries were as loud as a lions roar

Half the block could hear him as if it was a snore

People watch wonder and wonder what made him so sore

As I watch in opposite of complete bore

I want to come by see wha...

Poetry