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A short story about Love

Where am I? This is not the Earth I remember, not Heaven nor Hell. I am....here. It's nice here. There's music. Does anyone know what time it is? No... there is no time here. There is only Forever. .................................................................................................................................................................... A collection of writings without showing the passage of time, take a break from this tedious reality and be in the moment...just for a while :)

I write these poems myself, when I'm bored. To be honest they are just how I'm feeling in the moment so... Yeah. This is also my first time doing this to, so I don't know if they are really that bad.

Quotes that I said in the moment. :)

My thoughts after dark when no one is watching. (In Progress any feedback is appreciated)

A short story I finished last month.

Let's go beyond the pages and dive into a whole new realm. A compilation of writings that don't necessarily belong to a certain category. Standing alone, they each hold a different theme and carry various expressions.

When you find somebody, but your young and you know it won't last forever.

a poor family forces their oldest daughter to marry at 18 for money. She runs away and becomes homeless only to be snatched up by a tall, powerful, and goodlooking dark haired and brown eyes.The millionair ,zachary pinora .. and what does this man want with a homless , little girl . Will he kill her ? or simply fall in love with her . whats to come next and what challenges will they face along the way.

I've a poem for you guys. It's a bit depressing, but, yet, Sylvia Plath and Anne Sexton both had some pretty depressing confessional poems, and their works are spectacular, so I'm hoping that you guys can find enjoyment in this one. I'd love questions and critiques! The obvious interpretation is a fragile girl breaking under the labor of a coal mine and trying to make the reader understand. I'll let you ruminate over the symbolism.

The poetry that doesn't always make sense but makes sense in the moment.

□ Poem □ ⚠️TW⚠️ My feelings feeling that i balled up and kept inside but it time to spill

Things I write because I can. I am mostly new to poetry, but I do enjoy it. These are just small poems that I came up with randomly and may or may not have meaning. Some are fictional some are real. Some are completely made of up some are based on other things.

Just some free verse poems that I want to show to people. Feel free to comment and share your thoughts with me!!!

Tatum was a happy teenage girl at the age of 15, she found out she had a weak heart and there was a slime chance she'd grow old with it. Tatum had to move to L.A. to get better doctors and forced to start a new. Brett is an egotistical guy who always had everything handed to him and never had to work for anything. He grew up in L.A. and was raised by a movie star. What happens when Brett and Tatum clash and are forced to learn that life wasn't ever gonna be rainbows and butterflies.

200 words a day. Wish me luck.

Random thoughts from a teen with an overactive imagination when it comes to writing, but doesn't have the dedication to finish a story. Enjoy.