The Unknown Cadet marching around in her mud covered boots that are disguised as old, beat up sneakers. She hides her true feelings and emotions under a thick layer of war paint and mud so that she may do as her duty requests that she does. But every once in a while she may show you the still scabbing and bleeding flesh wounds that cover her body under the layer of filth that she and many others have pounded upon her over the years Every once in a while she will scrub off some of the hardened mud and war paint and try to treat her injuries but never in the presence of another for her commanders have demanded concealment of her past battle

Shelved by FlickeringCandle, literature

Royal Purple by FlickeringCandle, literature

Literature

Royal Purple

I wear the royal purple dress that shimmers in the light. I tie my hair with scarlet ribbon to show that I'm on fire. I tread on dark brown leather shoes that tell where I have been. I place a sapphire on my neck to whisper my emptiness. My lipstick is a gentle pink that shows delicacy. My fingers are painted unearthly hues to scream that I'm unique. My wrists are covered in bracelets to cover the secrets I can't keep. My eyes are green to blend with the crowd, my hair is gold to show my worth. My soul is painted with ivory white, but the truth is that it's cursed.

Paper Towns by FlickeringCandle, literature

Literature

Paper Towns

I found you in innocent parks next to a rotting corpse. We passed each other in hallways mirrors directing our course. I pulled you out on a night of adventure I vanished out of sight. I loved you forever and always I just wanted to watch the lights. You searched my trail of fragmented clues and saw the hearts of your friends. You stayed in empty buildings just like I did but I laid in towns that paper penned. The hunt warped the world in glass, gave you eyes to see truth My strings broke, you felt the grass, and we saw each other in cracked submarines. Because for all your hopes and wishes only the finding found me.

Blur by FlickeringCandle, literature

Message in a Bottle by OpalChariot, literature

Literature

Message in a Bottle

Can anyone hear me? I feel like a message in a bottle, adrift in a sea, alone and completely devoid of hope. I keep my feelings, my thoughts to myself, afraid that the stormy, rough waters will whisk them away. And then I won't have anything left. Nothing left of me but an empty bottle. Please don't take that away from me. And yet, my old, grimy glass wears thin. If I can't find my way home, if no one finds me, reads the message of my life, really, actually knows who I am inside, I will sink to the depths, disintegrating, the ink I have so painstakingly placed on each of the delicate pages of my life dissolving into the ocean of millions. A

Colors by GothicLoverUltimate, literature

Literature

Colors

See the colors In the air and wind. They speak to you like a second twin. They are your emotions Personified. They are with you Through magical binds. They turn bright When you're elated. And sing for you When you're creative. They are warm When you fall in love. Then turn cold When you break, Like a fragile dove. See the colors in the air and wind? They protect you Like a special friend.

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