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take a long, good look into my healing heart and melodrama mind. breathe in my sweet, scented words and hold them close to your bleeding, scaly skeleton aching for emotion; they'll cradle your aching soul and sing mellow lullabies you've never even heard of. stand back and delve into my hideous self: take my broken, frail hand and i'll guide you along my compelling journey through the ever-lasting betrayal and heartbreak. never let go... not until we hit the end of this road.
[highest rank: #17 in poetry]
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Stolen Heart
Some heartbreaks don't just hurt-they change you. In a world where love was supposed to be safe, she was betrayed by the two people she trusted most. What began as passion ended in a wreckage of lies, broken promises, and a heart shattered beyond recognition. Now, she's no longer the naive girl who believed in forever. She's a survivor, piecing herself back together from the ashes of what they destroyed. But when trust is stolen and love turns to vengeance, one question remains: Can a stolen heart ever truly heal?Zakończone
Stay With Me Always
She swore she'd never let anyone in. He's determined to prove her wrong. After a heartbreak that shattered her to the core, she built walls so high that no one could climb them. Love was a risk she refused to take-a wound she refused to reopen. But then he walked into her life. Persistent. Unapologetic. Willing to fight for the pieces she thought were too broken to fix. Can she learn to trust again? Or will her fear of getting hurt keep her from the one thing she's been running from-true, unconditional love? A gripping, emotional journey of healing, vulnerability, and the kind of love that refuses to give up. The story is unedited. It may have grammatical mistakes and some spelling mistakes. Ignore them and enjoy the story. This is my third story and is not related to the previous ones. #597- Tragic// 30.11.18 #231- Emotions// 4.12.18 #224- Emotions// 6.12.18 #68- Emotions// 19.06.19Zakończone
Can I Say Goodbye?
I'm always searching for something worth staying for but I can't seem to find that until then please don't mind me because I'm just a traveler passing through. When I'm not satisfied or happy I'll leave and find a new path, so just let me say goodbye... Can I say goodbye? I wrote till my hands bruised and heart bled. I wrote and wrote in hopes that some day, somebody will understand my words and all the things I wish I could say... Each poem is a story. My story. Some are fictional but most of them are true. I know you're curious. From painful heart breaks to high school stories. A person dealing with mental illnesses, fears and abuse. Won't you like to know about the drama?Zakończone
A New Beginning
I never imagined my perfect life being destroyed in the blink of an eye. A betrayal so deep that all hearts were nearly broken. But fate has a way of changing your path and putting you on the road to a new beginning...Zakończone
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Broken Love
Sorry? Sorry for what? You didn't do anything. This will never be your fault. I don't even know where to start. There is so much i want to say. But the more i look at you the more it hurts me. Your nervous and scared. You won't even keep eye contact for more than two seconds before you look away again. Your arms are folded into your stomach. Like your too scared to move or say anything else. I have destroyed you haven't I?Zakończone
THOUGHTLESS │✔️
The words The petals On a flower that Thrives by appearance Is only Will merely Be a flimsy Taste of what's inside Why price By the eyes The symmetry Of flawed beauty As though As most Are weighed by Thoughtless ideals For those Four arrows A small compass Drifting among lost stars There is Much more Than the words Sprinkled on the outside. ~ [Highest ranking: #18 out of 1.4K in 'view' as of 27-08-2019.] © 2018 JadeFoliage, All Rights Reserved All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced in whole or part, or stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without written permission and proof of the publisher. Permission is only granted, and work may only be reproduced in any way, including, but not limited to the above, if person first has permission of this work's publisher. (Except for the cover & pictures shown. All respected rights go to its owner(s).) If you are reading this on any platform other than Wattpad, you may be at risk of a malware attack. To read these poems in their original and safe form, please go to https://www.wattpad.com/story/156755219-thoughtless.Zakończone
Avenging Love
When love hurts you when there is betrayal and revenge, The heart, once tender, now bleeds with bitter ache, Yet through the storm of sorrow, strength you shall find, And from the ashes of pain, your spirit will rise anew. --------------- He held my hand gently, his touch was so gentle and firm. His other hand snaked around my waist, in a slow, torturous, yet blissful movement, and he swirled me in a graceful dance motion. The room spun around me, but then he let go, and I stumbled, my balance lost. In an instant, he yanked me back towards him, and I bumped hard into his chest, the impact taking my breath away. As I looked down, trying to steady myself, he lifted my chin with his two fingers, making me look into his eyes. The back of his fingers trailed from my neck to my cheek, turning my legs to nothing but a jelly. His gaze was so intense, and instantly the gentle emotions were gone, replaced by his standard emotion, rage. His eyes blazed with an almost frightening intensity. He swirled me harshly again, the movement abrupt and forceful. Then, he bent me backward on his arm, my body arching under his control. He drew his face closer until I could feel his warm breath against my skin. We were so close that I could see the fine lines around his eyes, the slight stubble on his jaw. A soft pink color of his lips were adding a touch of warmth to his face. His eyes bore into mine with deep intensity. Just when I thought he might kiss me, his expressions became colder and he made me stand upright, leaving me disoriented and confused. I was looking at him and he was looking straight ahead.Zakończone
Some heartbreaks don't just hurt-they change you. In a world where love was supposed to be safe, she was betrayed by the two people she trusted most. What began as passion ended in a wreckage of lies, broken promises, and a heart shattered beyond recognition. Now, she's no longer the naive girl who believed in forever. She's a survivor, piecing herself back together from the ashes of what they destroyed. But when trust is stolen and love turns to vengeance, one question remains: Can a stolen heart ever truly heal?
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