Songs by ApolJus
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Last published Thu, Jun 1, 2023
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EP coming soon (editor wanted. needed. pls help.)
this is a book compiled of every song I've ever written (from the age of 9).
debating currently whether to just archive ye olde songs cause it is embarrassing to look back onπ
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Songs I Can Relate To And How I Relate To Them!
Warning this book reveals my true feelings! 18+ isn't sus it's just because it's either super depressing or the lyrics to the song are kinda inappropriate because I don't write sus content!
~Trust Me ~
"I want a divorce." And just hearing him say that my whole world that seemed to revolve around him stopped. Gathering myself I barely managed to speak in a voice that even I could not recognise. I couldn't comprehend anything going around me. "Wh..hy?" As soon as the words left my mouth he threw the file and the photographs spread across the floor. And those photographs had me in compromising positions with not one but several men. Looking at those photos I looked straight into his eyes. Disgust and hatred. The only emotions I could see. Taking a deep breath I composed myself and tried to keep my face void of the emotions I felt at that moment. Hurt and immense pain. If he didn't trust me then he has no right to see me vulnerable too. "Is this the only reason why you want to divorce me? No other except this?" It was foolish of me to ask him but I had to make sure. Also for me trust comes before love. If he doesn't trust me I don't even want to save the relationship. "Is this not enough you whore? What else can I expect from a slut and a gold digger like you! I knew it from the start that all you showed was just a facade. Your innocence, kindness, it was all fake. I just don't believe how can I be so dumb." Was I hurt? No I was broken beyond repair. My heart ached. I felt like I was seconds away from collapsing. I had far exceeded the limit of hurt and pain. I was so powerless in that moment that I couldn't even fight with him. Love makes you strong. I have heard and felt that countless times but they always forget to mention what comes after that. Love makes you weak too. I couldn't shout at him because I loved him. But I had to be brave. For myself. ************************************************** Is love enough for two people to be together or is there something more important than love? This is story of Xander and Sophie who loved each other but still couldn't be together. Because more important than love is trust. Β© All rights reservedComplete
Metaphors from Mars (Poetry)
Mars: a symbol of conflict, desire, and passion Disclaimer: This "collection" is an archive of poetry and various ramblings from my teenage years. All poems were written between 2016-2024. Please enjoy the thoughts from last 8 years of my life.Complete
REMEMBER ME
If You Were Given A Wish To Make What Would It Be? Only ONE Wish. I Made Mine. But There Was A High Price To Pay. . . . WARNING *Sensitive Subjects *For Mature Readers *Sexual & Violent Content ( WRITERS NOTE ) - If You Enjoyed Reading FOREVER YOURS, You Will Enjoy Reading REMEMBER ME. - #ShortStoryComplete
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Sweet Misery: End of the Trail
β I take my denim jacket, wear rose colored lenses. Sun rising, I walk the streets-somewhere in Los Angeles.β β€β‘β songbook no.1 of my original lyrics for my future debut album ( tbr sometime 2030 or before?! ) + the EP before that, 'Heart Right Through Verdugo'. These set of songs are inspired by my travels in the city/county of Los Angeles while being the most heartbroken I've ever been. Life goes on. Live laugh love L.A. Bittersweet Rebeginnings are only a boulevard away ΰ½ΰ½²β‘ΰ½ΰΎ ΛβΒ· ΝΝΝΝβ³β₯ STARTING POINT: Somewhere in Los Angeles, CA βΎβｑ𦹠°⩠END OF THE TRAIL: Santa Monica, CA
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