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Masterpiece:
an excerpt from the blog:
(it reads better if you read it out loud.)


an ode to nostalgia.

Nostalgia is deconstructive.

It takes the real world, and replaces it with a convoluted representation of it instead. It idolizes an exagerrated and mostly finite past, antagonizes the present, and makes us afraid of the future. It fosters feelings of longing and despair as you realize the lost remnants of a jovial youth.
 

Nostalgia is reflective.

It revitalizes the past in light of current events, and makes us revalue our actions accordingly. It allows us to retrace our steps, follow the breadcrumbs that brought us to where we are now and which defined us. It allows us to muse over what - ifs and might - have - beens.
 

Nostalgia is steadying.

It is a reminder that the good is always possible and forever desirable. It is an anchor to thy true self, no matter how despicable your present might be. It can shed light to even your darkest moments and dreams. It pushes you to aspire to better times, and to reconstruct them as good as possible.
 

Nostalgia is what I am.
It defines me.
It weakens me whilst giving me strength.
It makes me stay true to myself.
It helps me see what I want.
What I truly aim to be.
And what led me there. Or whom did.


Nostalgia is what I am.
And I’d never want it any other way.

Thank you for leading me here.

Masterpiece:
there was fire in the chimney
on that lonely winter day
musky scents pass through the hallway
the day you chose to go away.

milky windows hide your eyes
the veil you wear a fit disguise
a thought runs through your broken mind:
"what am I doing with my life?"

staying awake feels like sleeping
you spend the passing hours weeping
you dreamed the dream of something bigger
the day you pulled the trigger.

I know you always dreamed of fame
more than two cents to your name
trying to learn the rules of the game
for your failure no one's to blame.

and when you're faced with resignation
you chose the route of isolation
you see the void that is your soul
and chose to fill it with a hole.

you loved to tell us a good story
and yours is one that ends today
not one of love, or of glory
but of the pain that's here to stay.

staying awake feels like sleeping
you spend the passing hours weeping
you dreamed the dream of something bigger
but when it got too big
you just pulled the trigger.

Loki:
Is this. Er. Based on a true event? If yes, I am sorry for your loss.

Masterpiece:
nothing based on a true event. I've had some friends who attempted, both succeeding and not. But this is not based on those.
I am currently writing a story, and it involves the suicide of the girlfriend of the protagonist. I was trying to explore their story more, and this is what came out of that.
Did you like it?

mtmerrick:
Very emotional, that's for certain. I won't say I liked it, because I try to avoid highly emotional stuff like that, as I hate how it makes me feel. But very well written, that's for sure.

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