Ragne's Abyss
A look into my mind and an understanding of my soul.
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04 Green stems, brown bark Amber hues and fire sparks How beautiful nature can be Coming in all shades, hues, and colors How strong and resilient she is, our mother Yellow petals, blue skies It’s arctic reflection shown in our eyes Red fires, sapphire storms It need not to be adorned For its beauty speaks…
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03 Rain, how gentle you are The crystal drops you leave amongst my car Tiny gifts that sparkle like stars The happiness you bring leaves me drunken Far more than any bar Oh, how gentle you are But how harsh you can be With the cold that you bring, leaving me to freeze Low temperatures…
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02 Love comes in so many shapes and sizes With baskets full of gifts and prizes The prize of having someone to love Whether romantic or not The gift of having someone who loves you Loves you enough to endure your pain Genuine love in no search for gain Love that brings tranquility to the…
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Greens, ham, potatoes Aromas from my youth, they’re fleeting Turkey, mac & cheese, yams Why doesn’t it smell the same, my favorite meals? The kitchen table’s empty but all the plates are full Sweet potato pie, the kind my mother makes The only thing that’s warm, sweet, savory Everything else matches the room Soul food,…
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Growing old has made me realize how much the world thrives off of perfectionism. It’s interesting because perfection is non-existent, yet we as humans work so hard to try to achieve it. A word that was created by an imperfect being is now sought after. I too chase after the idea of being perfect. The…
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The idea of having less makes me feel tranquil. I enjoy looking at photos of rooms that have little to no furniture. Decorations don’t crowd the walls in a bedroom, and there’s only a lamp or two brightening the space. Images like that make me feel good. I’ve tried to dig deep within myself to…
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January is depressing. It’s the one month of the year that has nothing exciting happening in it. There’s no holiday to celebrate, and during the entire month, you’re trying to prepare for the year. January is also the coldest month of the year. The sky is always hazy, and it rains more often than it…
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Franz Kafka once said, “I never wish to be easily defined.” Yet, on social media, it feels like the internet is obsessed with putting people into categories. I keep seeing labels like “clean girl,” “alpha male,” “type A man,” “downtown girl,” “performative male,” and a ton more. Some of these titles are incredibly mindless—like “Green…
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Labubus are figurines that the internet has been obsessed with recently. In every video, there’s a tiny rabbit, a baby-shaped toy, attached to someone’s purse, on someone’s shelf, or being unboxed in a video. The toy has even reached mainstream celebrities. Cardi B posted a decorated Labubu Christmas tree on her Instagram story for her…
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Sometimes I find it difficult to write. Mainly because I always force myself to think psychologically and write down my thoughts like a poet. It’s fun, don’t get me wrong, but it becomes exhausting after some time. I’m always forcing myself to be poetic and analytical. Unfortunately, I’m not a philosopher, nor am I a…
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