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Soul Of The Darkest Hour von i_killed_your_cupid
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Do we want to escape the realities of our lives if there were only pleasure and happiness, not horrendous lies? Some say an abundance of darkness is what makes us appreciate a trickle of light. There was meant to be a balance not a pit of chaos in this world of ours. This is the collection of my internal conflicts, the thoughts that overpowered me with the darkest hour where the monsters chased, destroyed and ruined me to the edge of insanity. Fourteen year old me was scared and misunderstood. But eventually, I found my voice in form of words that understood and made me the way I am today. A strong person who can fend off those monsters with blood tinted swords. No more fearful To all the people out there, I acknowledge your presence and understand your feelings. You are surviving the horrors of life. But one day I promise you, It will be all worth it in the end if you believe in yourself.
The story of her [poetry] 《♡》 von iztnabilla
iztnabilla
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the story of her friendships, love, feelings, thoughts and life. HER imagination ; HER life ; HER world. [ If you want to quote it, take it with credit because i made these with my own heart ] all media cr. to owner
The Pain Of Being Me von GloriousBone
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The story of pain The story of struggle Of something so scary You keep yourself hidden in a bubble