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In Ancient Greece, flowers were left on the graves of fallen heroes to honor their bravery and sacrifices. It was believed that when these flowers roots and grew from the gravesite, the fallen had finally found peace. Of All Her Graveyard's Flowers is a poetry collection that explores the emotional rollercoaster ride of growth; the significance of bliss and breaking, the never-ending cycle of hurting and healing, and the numerous deaths and revivals of oneself...in love. Writing Time Frame: June 2020 - present

A mere person's untold memorandums. Started: May 20, 2019

Le présent recueil n'est pas un journal intime, il ne vise une datation d'évènements particuliers, mais à penser le réel, par fragments de poésie. Si ces "brouillons" sont riches de métaphores, ce n'est pas par choix, le verbe détourné était peut-être pour moi l'antidote d'une terrible mise à nu. Cette année a été exceptionnellement difficile par ses écumes d'attachement et de détachement, que la fiction ne put souvent guérir. Ma décision d'offrir ces pages est prise par un désir de briser un masque incorrectement forgé par certains, ou de donner un avant-goût d'une prochaine œuvre où c'est la fiction qui règnera en maître. Ma course effrénée vers Plutus avait été aussi épineuse que solitaire. Pourquoi écrit-on si ce n'est pour panser un réel qui ne heurte et qui nous est incompréhensible ?

Have you ever been stuck on a phase of your life in which you don't know what your passions are? Na tila bang ginagawa mo ang isang bagay dahil akala mo... madali lang. Na akala mo... Kaya mong matagpuan ulit ang sarili mong gawin ang mga bagay na gusto mo. That's the case of Beatrice Caryl Alfonso, a HUMSS student of Malayan University who is an average student. Maipasa lang ang lahat ng subjects bawat sem, ayos na sa kanya yon. She is a type of student who studies efficiently based on requirements. Life takes a roller-coaster ride as she meets Azriel Reverie Montecillo, a freshman from the GAS strand, who coincidentally shared the same dilemma with her. His easygoing smiles serve as a mask from his skeptical realm of chasing what he wanted to be. Would they be able to chase their aspirations in life despite being skeptical about the future, or would they just overlook them, considering the reality as a mere reverie?

A series a reveries from the perspectives of Levi and Mikasa.

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"I'd give you the world nobody better babe, no other girls" Are life's dreams and aspirations really possible ? Or are they all just pointless reveries ?

Every year on her birthday there is a knock on her door at midnight, but she can only see him on her 20th birthday: the man she so often dreams of. She only vaguely remembers what happened in her dream and by the time she remembers the end of it, it is already too late.

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𝗽𝗼𝗲𝘁𝗿𝘆 ✧ come, live in my daydream. © September 2020

in which a boy is told by his management to get a fake girlfriend - REWRITE OF MY OLDER BOOK, THE ORIGINAL "FAKE". the series was taken down for various different reasons, but i truly do hope you enjoy the rewritten version more, as i have matured as an author, and i feel as though the new book will be that little bit more realistic. feelings and reveries will come back in due course, so please look out for them. thank you :) - a shawn mendes fanfiction

The answer lies within the question asked - A mystic verse.

"You cannot please anybody. You can't assure to them that they can also do what you can do for them." Let's do things the way we want it to be. Live up with the result, whatever it'll be. Dare to take the first step in order to move forward ! Follow me iG: exzominick FB: Roland Ison Tayuni / Zominick I hope you'll enjoy these work of mine. I just do things candidly. I just enjoy these streaming of thoughts. Let's do this ! Let's get the flow keep going. Let's blow our mind with our deepest thoughts. Can you feel me ?

When the ink of the heart becomes the writings on the paper... Cover: Awwthentic © Awwthentic All Rights Reserved

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here's a collection of my short poems. most of these aren't really good since i actually don't usually write ahaha, but if u'd like to take a look see then go ahead ♡

So random. Just a product of my weird but not-so-deep thoughts.

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A chilling four-day diary left on a soldier's cell phone tells a tale which pushes the boundaries of our understanding of the human heart. What nineteen-year-old private Harmon was to learn about the powers of desire in the last moments of his life is a lesson for all of us. For he was to experience the rarefied gift that what we will eventually see is that which we most desire. [As a standard disclaimer, the characters in this story are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, including those who might be similarly named, living or deceased, is purely coincidental.]