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Kafka gives hope to all writers
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[ID: Began things that went wrong. But I will not give up in spite of insomnia, headaches, a general incapacity. END ID]
"I feel so lost among these entirely strange people." - Franz Kafka
i desperately need to read metamorphosis
I read the words you spilled with your ink.
The kalam wasnβt yours, you felt your words were stolen
from generations of speakers and coherent concepts that
you have been reading since your father first gave you his motherβs death book.
You never took my breaths away,
I let your imagery sink in my skin
like a child entering adolescence,
I felt incomplete.
You complied them for her-
enchanting, like waters falling from a height in a river,
You distinguished and tied her together
as I sat reading. She was such a goddess-
You were in her feet, you merely described her arms
and if I were to offer you mine-
Ink spilled just like yours- you wouldnβt come.
You believed in one of a kind
And we shared dispositions.
- @akratiisalive
-Franz Kafka βletters to Milenaβ
(Prague, July 21, 1920 - Wednesday)
This might be too relatable.
β’Franz Kafka βLetters to Feliceβ
bitches be like βthis is the best piece of literature i have ever readβ and itβs either a book that took them six weeks to finish or a fanfic they read at 3 AM
all this anger was once love
Classic lit isn't relatable TO YOU. I have something wrong with me though