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❝ − It's a terrible thing, the destruction of words.❞ All rights reserved @ o p t i c a l i t y | 2017
❝ − It's a terrible thing, the destruction of words.❞ All rights reserved @ o p t i c a l i t y | 2017
because less words tell a greater story. (i do not own any of these unless stated) [ poetry #22 ]
❝and yet i pretend not to know why your image is painted in my eyes.❞ poetry #216 [© afterwords 2015]
"this is your kind of story. no one is the good guy-- no one is the bad guy-- the blame shifts from monster to monster and in this place everyone bares their teeth." [featured. highest ranking: #6 in poetry.]
careworn and smiling with a crooked grin, adoration slept in the wrinkles beside his eyes as he observed the mosaic beauty. she held his callused palm in hers and whispered to the moon; "tonight, we're monsters." romanticism isn't always beautiful.
[ collection of things that never really fit, short stories, poems, whatevers ] Things that could be so much more, and yet churned to a stop.
I kiss your eyes so you will recognise me 2016, adriana © (p #48 - 140117)
I can taste the revolution on your skin 2016, adriana © (p #58- 040117)
A shoebox collection of short fables, stories in verse, discontinued manuscripts, and other fluffy curio. Featured by Wattpad under "Short Story" from October 2013 to 2015.
|| I'm a thousand colours-- but still, I'm waging a war against b l a c k and w h i t e || ______________ p r i s m s © Aneet, September 2015 lowercase intended
-thoughts in the form of little rivulets that part from the undulating river of my cryptic mind in a poetic jumble of words- ~ e s o t e r i c p h i l o s o p h i e s ~ ©Aneet, August 2015 lowercase intended
"human beings are works in progress who mistakenly think they're finished" © taekth 2016
i told you not to forget me but you forgot that too. poetry #171 [copyright afterwords 2015]
"our bodies may not be immortal but we are." [previously titled "immortals"] poetry #363