[oh, well it's my favorite]
Drabble Battle part 3. Angsty fluff? 194 word count!
What's this one named? It's white.
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Before you used to smell like home; now the city has tarnished you too.
But that's not right. You can never be tarnished. Someone like you...
He doesn't know how you gave. He doesn't know how you are. He doesn't know the you I have...
He doesn't know you're perfect; it's not something you can teach.
He doesn't know the ache that fell away from your eyes, or the pain stained on my sleeve. And you won't tell him, you can't tell him, because I trust you to trust me with loud silence and floating words and bitten tongues and-
Please remember yourself. Or should I retell your story? Hear the things you've stirred and this heart you still tug at with your fingers.
You wouldn't believe me, but I'll say it all.
To myself. Over and over... Because so long as you hear nothing-
you won't be hurt
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He doesn't know that it's because of him.
He doesn't know that he's stolen your day.
And he won't ever know that irises are your favorite.
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These... are called irises.
The white one is for purity.
Rounds:
1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5
What's this one named? It's white.
-
Before you used to smell like home; now the city has tarnished you too.
But that's not right. You can never be tarnished. Someone like you...
He doesn't know how you gave. He doesn't know how you are. He doesn't know the you I have...
He doesn't know you're perfect; it's not something you can teach.
He doesn't know the ache that fell away from your eyes, or the pain stained on my sleeve. And you won't tell him, you can't tell him, because I trust you to trust me with loud silence and floating words and bitten tongues and-
Please remember yourself. Or should I retell your story? Hear the things you've stirred and this heart you still tug at with your fingers.
You wouldn't believe me, but I'll say it all.
To myself. Over and over... Because so long as you hear nothing-
you won't be hurt
-
He doesn't know that it's because of him.
He doesn't know that he's stolen your day.
And he won't ever know that irises are your favorite.
-
These... are called irises.
The white one is for purity.
Rounds:
1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5