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My Poems

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Reads 4,343
Votes 134
Parts 124
Time 1h 52m

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My poems I make about how i feel and my life........it's bout it... I'm thinking about publishing this (if I can) and put it to a real paper book or something once I reach 100 poems or so. And when (if) I do publish it, I'll make sure to notify you guys on what the book is called once its up. Thnkz! It'll most likely be called Life On Blank Pages. and my author name will be J.A. Thompson.)All Rights Reserved

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sᴇᴄʀᴇᴛ & sᴄᴀʀs by iraverse66

𝐕𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐑𝐚𝐣𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐗 𝐉𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐯𝐢 𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐧. In a world that screams, I stand in despair, My voice drowned out, lost in the air. Chains of tradition tighten each day, I long to escape, but I'm forced to stay. Each breath I take feels heavy and torn, Every mistake a scar I've worn. I crave a sky where I can be free, Away from the walls that imprison me. For now, I sit with my heart in pain, Silent, yet screaming, again and again. Though shattered, a spark in me still survives, Dreaming of freedom where my soul can rise.

|| Young Sin || 🔞 by DiU7theinnocenthuman

Jungkook is taehyung adopted son, innocent naivy and doesn't know anything about the world. Comes home crying saying he wants to be an adult, a man. And taehyung' really did make him a man🌚 Jungkook:- mommy? Tae:- hmm? Jungkook:- it feels like kookoo pee'pee will cut in'side Jungkook said rubbing the part were tae and kook meet he circle around making the other moan Tae:- ahhhh no don't do it.... But little did tae know, this jungkook is anythink but innocent. Don't report 🔞 (short story) Story contain Age gap Sm'ut Incent (child- mother (adopted)) Virgin innocent jungkook And more sm'ut

No Going Back by AgaciaR

𝘙𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘮 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴 Book 3 Unforgivable Series #2 Where should your husband be when you're having a difficult, risky pregnancy? Right by your side! Where was he though? With his childhood best friend and business partner, partying, kissing and making out or worse. All marriages have ups and downs, but once you take a one-way route of cheating, there is No Going Back.

Broken Smile(Completed) by Hansuliyana

ආර්ශ් අයියා ඇත්තටම හිනා වෙන්නේ කළුපාට ඇස් වලින්

Indian short stories by Narrativenest

Collection of different Indian short stories.

Another Round by EroticMayce

𝑆ℎ𝑜𝑟𝑡 𝑒𝑟𝑜𝑡𝑖𝑐 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠, 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑏𝑖𝑑𝑑𝑒𝑛 𝑟𝑜𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒, 𝑑𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑠 𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑘𝑦 𝑠𝑖𝑡𝑢𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠. 𝑊𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡, 𝑜𝑟 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑏𝑒 𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑘𝑒𝑒𝑝 𝑎 𝑑𝑒𝑒𝑝, 𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑠𝑒𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑡? ------------------------------------------------------------------------- "𝐼 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑𝑛'𝑡 𝐼 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑𝑛'𝑡, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝐼 𝑐𝑎𝑛'𝑡 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑦 𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑦" ------------------------------------------------------------------------- ✰✰✰✰✰✰✰✰✰✰✰✰✰✰✰✰✰✰✰✰✰ 𝑀𝑦 𝐵𝑟𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝐵𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝐹𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑀𝑖𝑦𝑎 "𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑡'𝑠 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑒𝑑𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑎 𝑏𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑛, 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡'𝑠 𝑖𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑎𝑡 𝑎𝑙𝑙. 𝐼 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝐼 𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑑 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑦𝑜𝑢'𝑟𝑒 𝑏𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠, 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑏𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑖𝑠 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑑, 𝑛𝑜𝑛 𝑒𝑥𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔. " 𝐾𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑒 "𝐼 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑤 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑏𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑖𝑠, " ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑑 𝑖𝑛 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑑𝑒𝑒𝑝 𝑣𝑜𝑖𝑐𝑒. ---------------------------------------------------- 𝑊𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑠 𝑑𝑒𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑦 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑠𝑎𝑓𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑘

မောင့်ထိဂရုံး!Horror! by ThuRa9220

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Une nuit à la cité by saa9tounsya

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Oneshots by funvfbbgh

Smutt Fluff Maybe angst this will contain lesbian, gay and straight (if it's straight, the male will not be dominant it's all femdom.) BDSM

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|| Young Sin || 🔞 cover

No Going Back cover

Broken Smile(Completed) cover

Indian short stories cover

Another Round cover

မောင့်ထိဂရုံး!Horror! cover

Une nuit à la cité cover

sᴇᴄʀᴇᴛ & sᴄᴀʀs

𝐕𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐑𝐚𝐣𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐗 𝐉𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐯𝐢 𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐧. In a world that screams, I stand in despair, My voice drowned out, lost in the air. Chains of tradition tighten each day, I long to escape, but I'm forced to stay. Each breath I take feels heavy and torn, Every mistake a scar I've worn. I crave a sky where I can be free, Away from the walls that imprison me. For now, I sit with my heart in pain, Silent, yet screaming, again and again. Though shattered, a spark in me still survives, Dreaming of freedom where my soul can rise.