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When I die I will be music.

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They say... by MinnaSD, literature

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They say...

Mom says our hearts started to beat at the same time, That we uttered our first words in unison, And our first steps were coordinated like a waltz. Dad says I cried when you were feeling hungry, That you asked for water when I was feeling thirsty, And our mouths opened at the same time for a yawn. The doctor says you had a fever when I was ill, That my stomach ached when you had appendicitis, And our allergies always happened at the same time, The teacher says I knew the answers to your homework, That your drawing was an illustration of what I wrote, And we copied in tests with just one look (Mom says go up there and talk) And I say We

A beautiful day by MinnaSD, literature

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A beautiful day

It’s a beautiful day and I don’t know why. Of course the sky is blue, and the sun’s in the sky. But the sky being blue Sometimes makes me so… Well… So blue! And I can’t even say I’m thinking of you. Ah… But it’s such a beautiful day! And I think now I know why! It’s not because the sky is blue Or there’s candy cotton clouds in the sky… It’s such a beautiful day… Because I’m happy. In my own silly way.

Obvious Secrets by MinnaSD, literature

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Obvious Secrets

When you look at her You know what she did It’s written all over her face Clear on those rosy cheeks. The hands behind her back match her big innocent eyes and the sweet treacherous grin. A cherub who knows no sin. And once you ask what she did She’ll bat her eyes Giggle, smile and speak: “I’d never steal a cookie!” Unaware of the chocolate smeared all over her cheek.

Things That Fit in the Palm of My Hand by MinnaSD, literature

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Things That Fit in the Palm of My Hand

In the palms of my hands there is everything. Roads from one side to the other, Mountains, hills and red spots. They carry my life. They carry my love. And if I could… If I wanted in my hands I would carry A whole country, a whole continent. Maybe the world or even the Universe. But, my love, there is nothing I wish more than to carry your hand in mine.

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When I die I'll be Music by MinnaSD, literature

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When I die I'll be Music

With so much beauty in the world Couldn’t I have been born As anything but this flawed being That I am? In a world of waterfall and trees Wolves, foxes, squirrels and fawns, With buzzing wasps and bees, Flying doves and silent swans Why ain’t I one of these? If I float in the universe alongside galaxies, Comets and stars, Not too far from black holes And even closer to Mars, Why ain’t I from one of those? When I’m surrounded by the arias, The poetry and the paintings, By the sculptures and the buildings, The songs and the plays, Why ain’t I one of these makings? When I die I’ll be music. What about you?

100TC - 94. Brokenhearted (or Chris' Lament) by MinnaSD, literature

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100TC - 94. Brokenhearted (or Chris' Lament)

The problem is not that I’m alone, That there’s no one to welcome me home Or that the bed is empty in the morning in the evening and dawn. The issue is not the meals for one, The evenings in on my own, That there aren’t calls from anyone and no reason to have a phone. The question is not that I’m lonely in this one bedroom apartment. That there’s nothing to make it homey, except for what I can’t have anymore. The question is you once were here and you were my one and only. The question is you showed me more and had me longing for what I hadn’t before. The issue is my heart longs for you and my bod

100TC - 19. Home by MinnaSD, literature

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100TC - 19. Home

I once thought I could only be happy on the other side of the horizon. Where the grass was greener and the seas were so much bluer. Wherever I was… I wanted to be somewhere else. Whoever I was with… they were never the right one. Whenever I saw the snow, had snowball fights and made snowmen, I wished for the white sand and to take a swim on tropical beaches. Happiness was harder and harder each day. The horizon was further and further away. (It’s just an imaginary line and you can never never ever reach it.) I realized I can be happy anywhere. If I call it home. The grass sometimes is tall and the sea if far away. But th

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Do you see me? by MinnaSD, literature

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Do you see me?

Do you see me as I see you? Do you notice how I stare? I see you look over your shoulder. Do you notice I’m always there? I see you look out the window Checking on the weather. Will you wear your long coat? Or maybe your favourite sweater? I see you leave the house, Dashing down the street. You’re late for work, aren’t you? Did you oversleep? I see you wrinkle your nose When you ride the train And that guy is way to close. I’ll make sure he won’t do it again. I see you get to work, And for hours I won’t see you. I stay in a bar waiting Doing my best not to feel blue. I see you leave work. You are not

Legacy of Light by MinnaSD, literature

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Legacy of Light

She lit another cigarette, leaning against the wall. The night was mild and, for the first time in many weeks, she felt comfortable standing outside to smoke, wearing only a light dress. How she had missed summer and its warm nights. The cat seemed as pleased as she was and rubbed against her leg, before climbing to a chair and lying there, with his yellow gaze on her for a moment. Then, lazily as only a cat could be, he closed his eyes, leaving her half-alone with the universe. She could barely hear a sound and, standing on her balcony, with a perfect view of her whole neighbourhood, she knew why. Everyone slept; not a single window shone br

Poetry Colaboration - Reflections by MinnaSD, literature

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Poetry Colaboration - Reflections

Reflections never share their thoughts, Staring from the other side, silent judges. Constant enigmas, mysteries Of lost loves, memories and grudges. Eyes look into eyes, never wavering. Lips do not tremble, without smile or frown. Impassive, serene, hidden within A turmoil of secret doubt. Why do you stare at me? Please say something, or I'll go mad. Won't you give me some advice? Or just stop staring at me like that!

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Artist // Hobbyist // Literature

Nov 11, 1989
Brazil
Deviant for 16 years
She / Her

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Portuguese deviant and proud.

:To do List:

Work on my 100TC minnasd.deviantart.com/journal… [21/100]
Work on novel series with IntriguingBeast
Write final draft of my novel 'The Entity'
Outline "The Doomed Ones" (temporary title).

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