feather's and crowns

LECTURES 158
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Parties 8
Durée <5 mins

LECTURES 158
Votes 41
Parties 8
Durée <5 mins

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a book of random poetry




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BASED LOOSELY ON THIS PROMPT: A long time ago, every human had wings. When you were born, they were white, but they changed to all colours of the rainbow given what kind of life you live, from a light yellow to a dark blue. However, in this time, only stumps are left, coloured in a muddy grey. No one remembers why humans left their wings, and no one cares anymore. That is until a young man appears, seemingly without memory, with wings as tall as he is himself, fully feathered...but coloured in the darkest shade of black. credits to https://weheartit.com/entry/324896801 for cover art thank you💞

poetry book. all the things I've written that I could never say out loud. Some topics may be difficult for some people so check for disclaimers .

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you are the words left unsaid on my dry lips the whisper of something i wanted but could not have

Yours Truly, Mooncalf, écrit par fuzzbrain

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Odd Obsessions: Gravity Falls, écrit par Horror-Child

Help me.

Life is as intense as you want it to be. People in it will bring either tremendous joy or an unbearable pain. She could heal in revenge, hell being her home. But healing through words is the only way of keeping her sanity. Covering the shades of black and white with a thin gray line has never helped anyone before, but painting all those hurtful moments in colors had made the world a better place to live in: resentments under a rug of a smile. Just like a [kodachrome], colorful and vivid in an era filled with sadness. Poetry, short stories, and thoughts. *Mostly fictional with some bases on past, real situations. If there's a situation described here that resembles with someone's else's experiences, it is not intentional at all. PINTEREST BOARD: https://pin.it/4C2Ml4miw

Relatable Much !!, écrit par Anmol_Kaira

➜Every a time our mind has certain thoughts sometimes maybe happiest or sometimes the sadest... -⁠☆〜Many express this thoughts in other ways but i feel is to express them in the form of quotes and poems...-⁠☆〜 ✧This book is all about what i feel and to relate you with it if you feel the same...✧ 〜All the quotes used here are purely written by me ... ♪〜♪ Hope you all would like to read .. Give it a try and relate yourself with all those quotes..♪〜♪ Cover credits : @-artsygurl ✿ Peep in to the inside world of your heart...✿ ~ Anmol ♡

Fading into time

BASED LOOSELY ON THIS PROMPT: A long time ago, every human had wings. When you were born, they were white, but they changed to all colours of the rainbow given what kind of life you live, from a light yellow to a dark blue. However, in this time, only stumps are left, coloured in a muddy grey. No one remembers why humans left their wings, and no one cares anymore. That is until a young man appears, seemingly without memory, with wings as tall as he is himself, fully feathered...but coloured in the darkest shade of black. credits to https://weheartit.com/entry/324896801 for cover art thank you💞

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