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He despises her presence She cherish his presence He hates her She loves him His heart belongs to someone Her heart belongs to him Jeremy has no eyes for any one but Mia Palmer. He has crushed on her since kindergarten but she never bartered an eye his way. He used all his charms but it never worked after so many years Mia gave him a chance and after a year of dating he was asked to marry someone else, someone he hated since childhood. "You don't want to ruin our friendship with the Crawford's do you" Mr Xavier Pine asked his son. Glaring at him. Jeremy only nodded his head not because he feared his father but because he loves and respect him. "So the decision is final, you will marry her that it." Mr. Xavier said leaving his son to his thoughts. Jeremy Pine hearts belong to someone, but his family insists on him marrying their best friends daughter Michelle Crawford who has done nothing but to love him since childhood. Jeremy hates his bride to be but he hates his grandfather more for signing that damned contract before dying. He has no choice but to marry Michelle against his wishes what will happen to Jeremy and his girlfriend Mia

The world is black and white until you touch your soulmate; then color explodes before your eyes {written from a prompt} Newt has yet to find his soulmate. He acts like he doesn't care to the public but he truly longs to see the beautiful colors that Minho tells him about. Even more he longs for someone to love and someone to love him. Thomas is alone but unsearching. He doesn't mind the calm black and white of the world. It would be nice to have someone like his best friend Teresa but the world works in mysterious ways.

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poems from a lover poems for a lover. cover by @-ichor

#3 in poetry 03/15/2020 "I know what you see When you look at me It's what I want you to see I know what I see When I look at me It's what you want me to see A monster, Unloveable, Unworthy." I'm exercising my demons, have fun with them. They're loud, they're a little needy, but I made them pretty. ******** This is a collection of poetry containing my darkest thoughts, worst dreams, and deepest fears. Please tread lightly. Be safe. Protect your heart and your headspace ❤️ Book Cover designed by Lola Sayn

This is a compilation of a poets thoughts. An insight into the beautiful mind of a romantic. An up close into the life of an elite emotion expressed in a flow many came to know as POETRY.

*Some of the poems are in Filipino, while most are in English. *I write in free verse. *These poems are very personal; I mean, there is a story behind each poem. So you can say these are pieces of my life. *I take notice of small, simple things which can be the subjects of the poems. Enter my world so can understand What my mind has in store And where my heart land. Take the time and read slowly What my soul wanted to divulge freely. @diankp made the cover. Isn't it lovely? :) © ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. No part of this work shall be copied, published, or translated without the author's permission. Let us practice respect and ethics here. :)

I walk over behind Steve and T'Challa and peek over their shoulders at the oversized Pez dispenser. Faintly, I can see a man dressed in sterling white clothes. It's a big contrast to the dark brown, shoulder length hair on his head. While his body is blurry behind the foggy glass, I can tell that he's missing his left arm. The metal one. I look at his face curiously and find it to be peaceful. As most everyone's is during sleep. He has a strong jaw covered in dark stubble and uneven lips, the bottom is thicker than the top. Speaking of thick, by the size of the container I can tell he is. At least his arm and legs anyway. A nine point nine. And that's when he's frozen. "Well. Let's crack this thing open, shall we?" *I don't own the Avengers, only the characters and situations I create*

Welcome dear readers and fellow poets,on a rollercoaster ride! Join me with both tears and laughs as you ride through social issues,thoughts on depression, inspiration and motivation. Live your emotions as you read thoughts of the mind- verses that you called poetry Co-written by @Skittles_Lover0311 @TOTALDREAMER09 @Shannybae23 Edited by @v3Olympus Cover by @stylesoftimothee