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Everybody has a quote that can describe a situation in their life. Rankings: > #68 in poetry

She is like a sunlight to my dark days She is like a laugher to my sad days She is like a solution to my every problem These are some pieces of me where she belongs to me.

[UNDER RECONSTRUCTION] "Okay, so." I shrugged. "Now what?" This time, Angel did a facepalm. × Every newborn children were each assigned with two Guides; a Guardian and a Nightmare. Both meant to look after the child, to guide them as they grow into their lives, then eventually wither away. There were simple rules, really; a Nightmare must not crossed the line of haunting nor ever kill their assigned Guardian, and a Guardian must not, ever, went against a child's beliefs nor ever kill their assigned Nightmare. Ashleigh, as unaware as the rest of the children, had a pair of the oddest Guides amongst others. A passive Guardian with a horrible grief buried deep in his core, and the strongest Nightmare with an obsession towards mint ice-creams. When Ashleigh suddenly went missing on Sunday afternoon with no tracks and things went horribly awry in her household, the two Guides, whether they liked it or not, must team up together to save their child. Even when it meant being hunted down as fugitives, breaking work protocols, interrupting lucid dreams, or even getting sidetracked by ice-creams. Though, that was mostly the Nightmare's fault. × ps : this book is a mess okok go o d original story © greenleaf 1st person pov. narrated by the nightmare, which would guarantee you both horrible puns and beautiful--maybe weird--otherworldly words and also weird poem montages about ice-creams. (i still have no regrets)

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''People usually wonder what's wrong with me because I, unlike them, see humans instead of labels''

Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquility. ~William Wordsworth ▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫ lachrymose /ˈlakrɪməʊs,ˈlakrɪməʊz/ A collection of poems - poems that appeal to the Reader's inner emotions using vivid but intricate images that leaves the reader in thoughts after every read. However, the themes explored are ones the reader will find themselves relating with and identifying themselves with. Discover the rich use of images in each poem along the way. ©Alphawrites 2018

She's drowning, slowly in a tank, in her own emotions. And she can't get out. And will anyone ever save her? [Cover by brokenpencil21]

REVISED EDITION My head throbbed and I wrung my hands, chewing my food really fast. My head was swarming with thoughts, out to destroy. Trust no one.

" why do we study history ? " "so that we don't repeat the mistake made in the past" " then why do they still repeat ? " the class went silent ••• a story about high school , may it be read by many understood by all

Every little word Inside my mouth Now I am gonna Say loud

Heartbreaks are like small cracks On the surface of the heart Which is deep yet, Still, keep your heart From tearing apart

We are losing ourselves - our humanity - in today's world as we chase after our individual dreams and fight through the challenges life throws our way. The idea of 'we' is lost to many and crowded by greed, lies and whatnot. Everyone is out there for himself or herself and at the end of the day, it is what they will get that matters most to them. They will do all they will have to do to get what they want regardless of who they take down along the way. That is morbid! Love is dead! Humanity is lost! But it isn't too late. We can always go back and pick up what we lost. This is just a wakeup call. Let us be each other's keeper, keep love and hope alive! Boakye D. Alpha Author Ghana, West Africa.

Promises are books with lovely covers but with empty pages.

Since times immemorial the human race has been dragging its feet from the clingy winks of some man-hunting acts and ironically enough, these demons are placed strategically in every nook and cranny of life. There's no time to stop lest we get caught in the gimmicks of these demons and we have our essence laid bare to life's tomfoolery. "The Demons That We Run From" is a powerful anthology that digs deep into "toxins" of life, it exudes a lot of emotion and also tends to nail those dark foes that threaten our sanity. It's a painting of reality and actuality-it's not just a poetry anthology, it's an oracle.

In this planet, there are over 7 billion people living. All with different names and backgrounds. No one can tell the future but one can tell of the past. It's not always happy, but we try to move on. We all have stories to tell and someday these stories will be passed on. Will they like our stories, be inspired by it, hate it, relate to it? It will all depend on who they are, I guess.

Also Available On Inkitt "Can I ask you something?" She asked softly. "Sure," he smiled. She looked up at him. "Why did you want to be my friend? I mean, there were so many people to choose from. Why me? I'm not even worth it." "You looked so lonely. So sad, so hidden. You looked like you were so used to being silent. But I knew there was more to it than what meets the eye. I wanted to decode the mystery." He looked deep into her eyes. "So what do you want?" She held his gaze, even though she hated eye contact. He smiled softly and sang, "All I wanna be, all I ever wanna be, is somebody to you." ________________________________________________ Darkness and shadows were all she ever saw. She lived in silence, her whole world a monochromatic display that only she could see. Her red rimmed glasses only made clearer her strife and the elastic band on her left wrist reminded her of her long lived sorrow. She hid from the world, going unnoticed by everyone, slowly crumbling to dust on her own. That was all until one faithful day when someone did the unthinkable and decided that she was worth noticing. She was the girl in the grey hoodie. And he was someone who cared. Take your mind on a journey of two unique souls, sprinkle in a little friendship, a teaspoon of tears, a spoon of laughter and fun and maybe a pinch of violence and love with a hint of secrets. And while you wait for that delicious cake to bake, a good sing along won't hurt. Theme song for the book: Don't Change -- Why Don't We ~***~ Book started: 7/04/2018 Book ended: 29/12/2018 Highest Rankings: #1 in Projectbreakfree #5 in ADHD #3 in StopMentalHealthStigma #4 in Nottalkedabout #13 in FreeMentalIllness

"If the cold doesn't kill you, the wolves will." NOT A WEREWOLF STORY Book 1 of 2. In which an 18-year-old girl flees to Alaska to escape being accused of murder & to uncover what happened to her uncle. Involves two gentle giants. Completed. :) Featured on Wattpad's TeenFiction "Head Over Heels" reading list! MORE INFORMATION INSIDE.

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Some words go unspoken. Some people get unnoticed. Some stories are left incomplete. Some things were never meant to be. It was you and only you, But now I decide to move on. Sequel of "TEN WORD STORY"