winter retrieves [on hold]
winter was never a sad season, we crafted it into one. (to be continued soon) [poetry] ©ethereal_quill
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PISCINES VIDES
of love and decay, because our hearts are wired to love and rot - highest rankings #2 in sadpoem #3 in free verse #4 poesia #1 in melancholia #5 in darkpoetry #10 in prose #19 in anthology
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BLOOM
𝙥𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙮 𝙙𝙚𝙬𝙚𝙙 𝙚𝙮𝙚𝙨 𝙨𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 (𝙥𝙤𝙚𝙩𝙧𝙮) 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙥𝙨 /anthologies of prose and poems/
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Accidentally on Purpose
Hannah Taylors finally gives in to her desperation and does one of the stupidest things a girl can do to grab her unapproachable long-time crush Jonah Gibbs' attention: spill soda on his white shirt and leave a motherfrigging red blotch on it. Accidentally... on purpose.
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MY METAMORPHOSIS
a caterpillar encages itself after its mother left it to grow; silver silk in cotton lies; tulips blossom in solace meadows; the tiny creature rests on a leaf; waiting for wings to grow 《 © disorientedsun | 2022 》
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cease to begin [on hold]
a journey of embracing self love, nurtured, cradelled, fostered with vanity. (to be continued soon) [poetry] ©ethereal_quill
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DEVIL'S ADVOCATE, yuta okkotsu
my rot is as hungry as me. jjk ៸៸ 呪術廻戦 yuta okkotsu x f! reader extended synopsis inside © B0MBDEVIL ✶ 2022
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Quarantine
When a deadly disease ravages the town of Holmsley, Frankie and her friends find themselves trapped inside a military-blockaded quarantine zone. ***** A story that was first published in 2014 and feels more relevant than ever. Fifteen-year-old Frank...
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IN ARLES
drop by my house at half past noon; we'll make small talk of murder over chamomile tea © VANGOHS, 2017
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fading suns
[WATTPAD FEATURED] ❝love can never blossom between gods and mortals, we will always be each other's ruination.❞ a dark retelling of the tale of icarus [ please note this story is not an authentic source of the tale of icarus, a lot of deviations from the standard myths is included]
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unconditionally//unrelentlessly
'i love you' falls from my lips the way icarus fell from the sun. so tragically. so beautifully. _ POETRY COLLECTION © nyxmph_ 2021
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HOW WILL WE REACH
to the place where our fingertips of stars and scars explode into supernovas ©2021 @uranium-girl
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The Intellect
Centuries after the Nuclear War, a rebellion is rising and Renna finds herself at the heart of a Civilization hiding many evils. ***** Centuries after the Nuclear War, the Earth is an uninhabitable tundra, leaving the Civilization as the lone island...
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Mimeomia
When Michaela Tate decided to interview her writer ex-fiancé, she expected him to be working on something good--she just never imagined his new book would be about her. ***** In desperate need of a good story, Michaela Tate has no choice b...
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therapy
"they told us that we needed therapy, as if medication and tainted words could fix broken toys."
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S a t i n S h i r t s
She writes all night. He flirts with girls all night. But when they come together in his room... the Cool Boy of the school and the Socially Inept Girl share a bed and make the night theirs. © 2014 All rights reserved | Short-Story #2 | Humour #15 |
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1.1 | constellations of you and me ✓
For Eloise Park, the lines of glittering love and golden jupiter always seem to blurred. Maybe Jonah Kim can help find what's missing before it's too late.
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Oneiroi ✓
to all those who dream, but are lost like stars, wandering aimlessly © meganljw 2021
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AN ALBUM WILL REMEMBER
[ poetry/short stories/collection ] ❝ you made the truth into what I lied, and I lied that I was beautiful ❞ . . . a collection of rainbows, theories, and dreams, of words faded around the edges with meanings that nothing could ever fade. a collection of seashells and nostalgia, sand filled baseball caps, scra...
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seasons of our ruin
seasons of ruin had flooded my flimsy plastic veins two years ago when he took his last breath. the sinking feeling of tar black grief ripped and gnawed my insides as my heart slowly crumbled and collapsed. but nothing had ever effected your golden glow which pierced right through my disintegrating bones and fermentin...
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AUTUMN GIRL
[ poetry/letter ] oh autumn girl, you are the middle of the line between winter's hello and summer's goodbye © 2021 @uranium-girl disclaimer: i do not own any of the pictures, videos, or gifs; credits go to creators
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