Message from @Shane
Discord ID: 636755782750306315
3edgy5me and I write books about suicide
she is the edge goddess
so
yeh
Tis why she worked with me
Real recognize real
Ahaha
your accusing eyes cast their loving glare
forgiveness in the cup you bear
one drop two drops the poison takes me there
and i havent the grace to look upon the things that are here
you show me all that i have done
cast a mirror to look upon myself
red flowers red in the moon
red red etched into my spirit
your accusing eyes cast their loving glare
forgiveness in the cup you bear
one drop two drops the poison takes me there
and i havent the grace, to see your face
face me as i am, i see myself without an other
as your arms hold me near
without the grace to see the things that are here
red flowers red moonlight
to see the seed i have sown
grown and reaped
accusing eyes cast their loving glare
Hold up
Let me grab some of my edgy poetry
Xyzygy poetry slam
Habbening
POETS UNITE
XYZYZY
I wanna
Ahaha
come on and SLAM *hits head off wall-
welcome to the JAM *falls down stairs-
Got a two parter for you
`Orchard`
Somewhere closeby
Just out of sight, of mind
The orchard is blooming
Fruits of friendly flavors
The taste of life
And as I walk through the acres
I weep for them
A dozen angels
Fixed to the Earth
Leashed to the trees
This is my garden
Fallen from grace
A thousand trees of sweets
Fruits I can’t harvest
Ropes I can’t cut
And when the angel takes the fruit
The hangman spirit comes
Always from behind
To drop them from the branches
To trap them in my hell
Another taste of forbidden fruit
Another rope around the neck
Another miserable end
Another fly
In the spider’s web
`Respite`
And now we reach the end of days
The twisted orchard finally fades
The ropes rot from the strain
The angels are free again
And yet I feel the same
What does it matter now that they fly?
After years of them just wanting to die?
Is there any meaning in those flutters?
I can't bear to think it, my heart shutters
For the fear that someday, in my pursuit
I'll have it again, the forbidden fruit
And the angels will again return
For the taste, they always yearn
Yet should those wings bless this plain
The web, the orchard will rise again
They'll bask and delight in endless fun
Until the hangman spirit decides to come
So here I remain
An echo of their pain
With my fears burning me away
That the angels will come another day
While I hang here, restless and worried
Maddened, for all I see are lives destroyed
Yet in this moment, some respite
They fly away for just a minute
To be free again, away from the tree
To be happy again, away from me
trash
dollie post yourself
awful
are u gonna get a tattoo?
dollie get a xyzygy tattoo
invalid invite
am I banned
shitz invalid
my AT field is melting i wanna cuddle dllie throught he screen
good but also trash
dollie this is stupid
why u posting this stupid stuff
All girls named Sierra are Staceys. Change my mind.
No
most i know are fat whores
I've met femcel Sierras
They're horrible creatures