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Under the Stars by theflowerstories
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**I WROTE THIS WHEN I WAS 13** Caleb is the typical guy that every girl wants. He's hot and charming, and he knows that very well. What makes him even more popular is that Caleb isn't a player. He knows how to treat a girl and he's friendly with everyone, making him irresistible. Then, his everyday life takes a different twist one sunny day. It's weird to see him annoyed that his homeroom teacher called him in from his football practice to deliver homework to a classmate, a girl named Rose that refuses to go to school. Rose takes the online classes instead, and the homeroom teacher wants her to come back in class for a certain reason. The school can't risk her getting expelled for skipping. Caleb goes to Rose's house, confident that he can convince her to come to school. But he didn't expect a quiet but beautiful house. He is directed by her parents to leave her stuff in her room and to leave quickly. Curiosity takes the best of him and Caleb wanders around the gorgeous house. He enters a closet. And he also didn't expect a girl, the classmate 'living' in that closet. Rose's blind and she's deaf. The unexpected love between two completely different people begins.
Insomniac | ✓ by ikonikally
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[ THE FICTION AWARDS 2018 WINNER FOR BEST POETRY BOOK ] ❝He spent his life chasing butterflies, never noticing how he trampled on the flowers.❞
Poems by LizSorora
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Short poems Written by me Just a book to express my poetic tries 😂 (credit to the rightful owners of the gifs used in the book)
WINTER SUN by miserablemermaid
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my winter sun / my ailing skin / my dying roses /
1 | Letters To Him. © by bybintangg
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Paragraphs or letters I wish I could've sent to him. Or perhaps, tell him in a call, text. The doubts, regrets, thoughts, grief. The vents, the rants, or even the basic coversations. Questions will be left without answers. Doubt would be doubt. The only way for me to get the comfort, is by letting it out, and do it myself. To get a response from you, is only a hope or a dream that would never come true. If only, I could write to you, for one last time. _____________________ Start : 13 May 2023. Finish : 09 September 2023. _____________________
end of love  by Asherwrites_
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Book of poems mostly about heartbreak and love. To my exes, without you this book wouldn't have happened. Thank you for the love and the heartbreak.
notes on a boy ⇒ yeonbin by gravelcake
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soobin begins to keep a journal on his classmate, yeonjun, detailing the boy's personality as well as his own emerging feelings.
Focus Henry by Dusskk
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Idk what the hell this is. I'm just gonna write what comes to mind. This is probably going to be a entry that has a lot of parts, I don't know how many exactly, I just know that it will go on for a while.
Poems (for Midnights) by iremiee1998
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My personal collection of thoughts/poems for midnights. I hope that my poems feel to you like confessions in enchanted spaces. Because that's what they are. This is the only way I knew how to make my pain beautiful. I never wanted to be haunted. I let the ghosts speak, so they can't linger.
(Poetry)Beginning of The Unknown. by xxrunawaykids
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This is a collection of short stories or as I like to call them poems. Although, they are dark and yet pure and soft. I hope you're able to remember moments of kindness and happiness. I thank you for the opportunity of sharing these moments with you & for you taking the time to read them. Thank you for your support, truly. -m.j.h. (These are my words & my pictures I have captured in those moments.)