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Parts 19
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Crystalline_soul

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*A compilation of the chaos that lies in me.
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Demons hide in everyone,  it's just about the way you show them.*All Rights Reserved

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Silent Echoes by chriztheyah

This is where I let everything out-the chaos, the silence, the things I can't say out loud. It doesn't judge, doesn't ask why, doesn't need explanations. It just exists, ready to catch whatever spills from my mind, whether it's broken pieces or fleeting moments of joy. It feels like talking to someone who's always there but never speaks, just listens-and somehow, that's enough.

Candid Heartstrings by Saffy_saffron

The candid beats of a heart The unfiltered voice inside That finally sets it's free Let me present a mere display of words Behind which, hides memories, anguish, fears, dreams and tears Let's have a view of The poetries I wrote for myself The quotes that run through my head The lessons that I learnt from My experience And a sneak peek, inside my own heart Let's open Candid Heartstrings Cover credit to my bestfriend!

𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 ❥ 𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐬 by staar_chxld

hey, hey, hey, lover, i love you just the way you are 𝙞𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝗏𝖺𝗅𝖾𝗋𝗂𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝗍𝗍𝗈𝗇 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗌elf 𝖿𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖽𝗁𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽: 𝟣𝟤/𝟧/𝟤𝟤 𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖾𝖽: 𝟣/𝟤𝟫/𝟤𝟥

Wretched & Divine by Asparagus070

Within this life you meet many people, see many faces, hear many names. Not many mean much in the end. I'm the one you always see last. The one who hides in plain sight I'm the one who creates your future but lives trapped by the past. The one who sees no light I am Death. Although this is my story it's focused on my heritage and those that I meet along my way. This is my journey to the next stage of my immortal plain because your destiny doesn't stop when you die, sometimes that's when it begins.

Psychotic and Reckless→ Sodapop Curtis by brokenpausebutton

❝don't get too close, it's dark inside. it's where my demons hide, it's where my demons hide.❞ copyright @ b r o k e n p a u s e b u t t o n

Our Summer : My Truth by starcrossedheart

I am broken And now that you see, what you've allowed to happen to me The evils you have forced into my existence Self-serving evils now defying you with such persistence You try to cover up your lies Dangling hope in front of my eyes ~~~ I write to inspire others and to find a piece of myself that was lost or I never knew I had. This book of poems, and sometimes random thoughts will include my raw emotions, late night thoughts and my opinions on random topics. Happy Reading!!

𝐄𝐲𝐞s 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐨𝐜 by grayxprss

𝐏𝐨𝐧𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐬 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐕𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭, 𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠. 𝐓𝐨𝐨 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐚 𝐒𝐨𝐜 𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥

The Outsiders | Imagines | 1 | ✔️ by LilyHemsworth

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My Brother's Dangerous Best Friend ✓ by YourTemptationx

𝐅𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐠𝐨, 𝐈 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞, 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧. 𝐇𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐚𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐝, 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐰𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐬, 𝐝𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐝𝐨.

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Silent Echoes

This is where I let everything out-the chaos, the silence, the things I can't say out loud. It doesn't judge, doesn't ask why, doesn't need explanations. It just exists, ready to catch whatever spills from my mind, whether it's broken pieces or fleeting moments of joy. It feels like talking to someone who's always there but never speaks, just listens-and somehow, that's enough.