08-02-2020, 10:02 PM | #1 |
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Patrice Morgan:
The Doctor that couldn't Heal
Medically gifted; she's the daughter of life. Descendent from healers, doctors and strife. Patrice Morgan's wounds expand from inside as her darkened heart extrude from her eyes. Her story's cute to the tunes of demise: ... Her tide of sorrows passed in English class, as she glanced at Matt's sneaky winks of sass. After graduation day was when he made his play: "Wanna go and hike the mountains with me?" It was her greatest day, hugged him "Yes", but tells him that she doesn't love him yet, something that she won't forget. ... Silky shades of magenta fades the blue blanket of earth, misbehaved greytones break the sky's lack of tension in bursts. Thundrous roars pour rain drops upon the bound and shot, as their souls embark on hardships mountain top. Halfway up she tells him, "Stop and wait!" followed by heavy breaths of "Water break!". Matt slowed his pace, went ahead to scope the way, her curse from birth inspired Death a landslide play. She spent the day, insane, picking bits and pieces of her deceased prince's bones alone as stress increases. They found her covered in reddish mud and blunt delusion, sewn her arteries to his to attempt blood transfusion. She woke up in a hospital bed with a moshpit of dread, eyes bled and conversed that she's lost when he's dead. Death's morale: It's the cost to be led. ... She fled at dawn, yet still in awe of how brutal nature is, her journey's now to fulfill her wish to wage her wits. "I'm a doctor, YES!" She crave control over life and death, pause correct, then falls for a starfish next in her manic debt of cause/effect. Along the shore she keeps her pet with hard neglect, rips its legs, then does her best to care for days just to watch him heal so she can say she saved her stray. Pat knows her lows the most, the blame and shame, so lost she face the deepest cost in the game of change. She's deranged and strange, walks the path of nothing, watch her stroll on sand with pet in hand as her soul is tied to wrath and conscious rotting.
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08-03-2020, 10:46 PM | #2 |
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I'm not gonna quote because I think this entire joint is beautifully written...you should collab with dead man or Vulgar.This whole piece is laced with emotion, imagery & seriously thought your word usage was dope...Idk what to say now lol.I loved the read fam, please post more I promise I'll always peep your stuff...you"ve become a favorite of mine here...& once again, Gracias for feedin' my shit hombre...it's so appreciated.
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08-04-2020, 09:29 AM | #3 |
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Appreciate the feed @Exis, thanks for peepin and leaving some uplifting words. Waiting for that collab joint and ready to write some whenever as well btw.
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I'm not a slave for entertainment, I'm entertainments personal slave,
So deep into writing I'm concerned bout the text on my grave. www.youtube.com/watch?v=gV8ozGcGJ6o |
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