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oh, these lonely nights breed such ugly thoughts. → hr : 9PO © 2017 freyyyaa
The boy who has Good accent, Hazel eyes, Manly voice and Plays the piano Knows how to play On my heart, too ... This is a collection of my poems. The book is not edited. [14/9/2017] #6 in poetry [25/5/2017] #9 in poetry [15/4/2017] #18 in poetry. Copyright © Eman Hany Poet : EMAN HANY
Perhaps someday these words will make up for the bloodshot eyes and sleepless nights. [H.R: #13 in Poetry] beautiful cover by: @-averagesky
Some people are artists. Some, themselves, are art. ||a/n: these aren't mine unless stated otherwise||
A piece of soul in ink, and unto the paper it spilled. A collection of thoughts that rhyme from a wandering mind.
❝i don't have insomnia. i can't sleep because im thinking of you.❞ ➶ ➷ another collection of thoughts and poems (and, occasionally some quotes).
❝ she won't be a damsel in distress nor will she be someone as important. but she'll be there to redress your wounds and swab every hurting scar clean. she'll scare the hell out of you, but she'll keep your demons at bay. she won't cry pretty, but at least she'll try to cry all of the guilt off. and she isn't that eas...
people write about things that do not happen. they will romanticize this world in hopes of filling themselves up. they write like their words are food. but i have always written to empty myself completely. i will romanticize feeling nothing. june 1st 2018- august 16th 2018 thank you, @blushingbieber, for the wonde...
A book of my favourite poems and quotes about Social Anxiety. I do not own any of these and credits go to all the authors of the poems and quotes.
When the night devours the sun, my thoughts become a piece of music, forcing my fingertips to dance with the keyboard and A to Z is the dance floor out of it the magic is born.