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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐈𝐥𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐡𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 || 𝐏𝐨𝐞𝐦 by Twisted_taleso7
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The Illusion of Choice is a collection of poems that explores the fragile line between freedom and control. Through quiet battles, unspoken emotions and unseen forces, each piece unravels the truth behind the choices we believe are ours. Because sometimes, the hardest realization isn't losing, it's understanding you were never truly deciding at all.
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐲𝐦𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐲 𝐎𝐟 𝐖𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 & 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 | 𝓟𝓸𝓮𝓶 by Twisted_taleso7
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𝐀𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 :- [ 𝐱5 ] Sometimes the words spill out messy...... sometimes soft. This book is where they all landded. This book is a collection of poems that speak from the heart! Each poem captures a moment, a feeling or a thought that words often fail to say. The Symphony of Wings & Hearts reminds that even in silence, our hearts have their own music soft, gentle and endless.
EPIPHANY by meditatingineden
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"I'm desperately trying to heal myself." •. •. •. •. •. I strongly believe art isn't supposed to be pretty, or liked and understood by the masses. Art is supposed to make you uncomfortable, it's supposed to boggle your mind and touch your heart. And this is what I've done. Most of my words aren't pretty. They are the real ugly truths about the things and people around me. The factors that make me who I am. This is a bringing together of the most intimate tragedies and beauties I've discovered in my mind. A Complication of Poetry. © 2018meditatingineden •Highest Rank• #21 in memoir #60 in growth #22 in contemporary #37 In hidden treasures
Poetry in an empty room  by BlackCatKittweny5
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[COMPLETED] A girl writing of her insecurities. A girl writing of her thoughts. A girl writing of her love. A girl writing of her loss. A girl in this cruel world Writing of her cruel mind. WARNING: If you are easily triggered by: -SUICIDE -SELF HARM Then I suggest not reading for your own well-being. Started on 2/4/19 Completed as of 8/4/19
Unknown by AasmanTheFreedom
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I am not a writer and this is not a story. These are just few floating thoughts of mine.
Hope's Autopsy  by Maheenlovesbooks123
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Words I wrote when silence wasn't enough. "Poetry is the silence that speaks." - Adrienne Rich
POETIC BLUR by Lostwriter_1
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A heart that has loved, lost, broken, healed - and still hopes. This is a collection of words I once hid inside my chest. Poems about love, ache, longing, healing, and everything in-between. If you feel too deeply, welcome home. 💌
Diary of a Teenager by prips_world
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Diary of a Teenager is just a mix of poems, short stories, and random thoughts-bits and pieces of what it feels like to be young, confused, happy, heartbroken, and everything in between. It's messy, honest, and straight from the heart. #Shortys2025 #poetry #prose
This Is Everything I Didn't Say by CielloMaxin
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Dear whoever you might be, I hope someday you'll find this and know that this is everything I didn't say. Copyright © 2015 by CielloMaxin Highest ranking: #11 in Poetry #7 in poetry - 10/9/16 #5 in poetry - 10/11/16 #4 in poetry - 10/29/16 DISCLAIMER: I do not own the photos I use for the covers of my books. All credits belong to their respective owners.
we all bleed red by blackyii
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"I was born on June 22nd, 1947 on the wet warm soil of Anniston, Alabama. Where the climate was equivalent to a steaming pot on a stove." ... "Alabama a South state that was segregated while I was being called a gentleman..." ... "You have to break train tracks, to form a way to justice..." .... I scan her face she looks about the same age as me, plus her fingers had blisters and spicy marks on them. I squint my eyes from the blazing sun picking a dandelion embedded into the soil feeling the slimy texture of the stem on my fingers. "You're playing with dandelions, huh?" ... A story that tells about a boy who grew up in the South witnessing the cruelty of his friends. Having to witness society on the injustices of people who doesn't look like him. A girl who's unable to go anywhere she pleases, facing the mistreatment of people who doesn't look like herself. Until they met each other... Note: There are grammar errors in this book. I'm too lazy to fix them so read it if you want. Hope you enjoy it <3.