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UNSAID LOVE

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➷Sometimes love is beautiful
                   Sometimes it's painful
         But it always gives us something
            And takes something in return➹



❝And falling in love made her fall apart❞



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#3 in Poetry - [01/11/2022]

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#1 in love poems - [09/01/2022]All Rights Reserved

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Unwritten Chords by livaawrites09

Teaser ;) The office is quiet, Adrian stands at the desk, fiddling with some papers for a documentation project while Anya stands across from him, looking uneasy. The principal, Adrian's father, is still absent, which leaves the two alone. Adrian looks up from his paperwork and notices her standing there, arms crossed, hesitant. His lips twist into a mischievous grin, his confidence palpable. Without warning, he steps toward her, his voice teasing. Adrian: (smirking) "Hey, Anya... since we've got a little time to kill here, how would you like to be kissed?" Anya freezes, her wide eyes staring at him as though she'd misheard. She takes a half-step back, her voice a mix of shock and incredulity. Anya: "Wait, what? Adrian, are you serious? We're in the principal's office, your father's office-" Before she can finish, Adrian leans in a bit closer, his voice dropping into a smooth whisper that sends a chill down her spine. Adrian: "Relax. Dad isn't here yet. No rules, just us. So... what's your vibe? Soft and slow? Gentle and teasing? Or something a little more daring and heated?" Anya's face turns bright red as she stares at him. Her voice comes out in a sharp, panicked attempt at reason. Anya: "Are you out of your mind? You can't just ask me that here-especially here." Adrian takes another step toward her, his smirk widening. He places his hand casually on the desk beside her, closing in just enough that she can feel his presence but not enough to make her completely uncomfortable. Adrian: "Hey, no pressure. I'm just offering options. I like knowing what makes people tick." Anya grits her teeth, her arms tightening over her chest as she tries to maintain some distance. He leans back casually again, giving her the space to think, but his smirk stays planted firmly on his face. Anya: "You're so obnoxious, Adrian." He laughs lightly, leaning further against the desk, confident and unbothered. Adrian: "You like it, though. Admit it."

Trapped in my own head by WildImaginations16

She is an outcast. She finds it easier to express what she feels in the form of writing. Whether it is poems, letters or long texts. These are poems that she writes trying to describe how it feels to live with certain mental health issues, in a world that disregards outcasts. So, these are on the darker side of the spectrum. Some poems might be distressing for some readers. I personally enjoy consuming dark content, it's kinda like a coping mechanism. I really hope none of you relate with any of these :) I'll be posting only poems here, I'll try to be as active as I can. The poems are not in any order. They are just the thoughts that pop up any time of the day. (8.11.2023) PS: Please check out 'safe space'. I need your help to make it a real safe space, readers! Ranking: #1 shortpoem #1 distressing #1 poetry (17.1.2024) #1 poem (24.1.2024)

𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐲 ➙ 𝘱𝘰𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘺 by MayGarner

MELANCHOLY | Melancholy drips from my fingertips. SOON TO BE A PUBLISHED PAPERBACK. COMING 2025! This melancholy drips from my fingertips so slowly, you begin to forget I even exist. All of me, the hard parts of flesh you could never seem to love, drips down the drain. I am waiting for the day for your fingers to unscrew the pipes, dig through debris and mess, scrape your heart against the rust, just to find me, so we can go through it all over again. Here, in the pages I find myself, in the ink that writes against my flesh, I will whisper the sadness, the heartache, and the decaying for all of the unspoken. Perhaps under this layer of melancholy, the girl I once knew still exists.    First poetry collection in the series. Original poems based off real life experiences. #12 in poetry. Cover template made by @KaleidoGraphix on Canva. 𝑴𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒚 copyright © May Garner. 2017. All Rights Reserved.

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Doctor Husband (Complete) by khatKhat396

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A Dreamer's Poetry by TheZonlichtHeart

This book holds poems woven from dreams, a tapestry of fantasy and obsession, daring to explore the depths of my emotions beyond mere definition. ˚❀　.　˚　　✦　　✿　.　˚　. 　 ˚　✿.　˚　　❀ .　˚✦　. ✿ 　　˚　　 ❀　　*　˚　　❀　✦　˚ . For me every soul has a simple story, one that unfolds directly. But when it comes to poems, they transcend the ordinary. They are profound, open to interpretation, deciphered through the unique lens of your own perception. ⋆｡˚ ☁︎ ˚｡⋆｡˚☽˚｡⋆✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ Soo..shall we uncover the magic within these pages, together exploring the spectrum of emotions and the captivating landscapes of fantasy? Umm..I'll take it as yes (*≧∀≦*) N PLS DON'T MIND MY DESCRIPTION M REALLY NOT GOOD AT IT (￣▽￣) ◇Used Pictures are not mine ◇Source: pinterest ♡So picture CREDIT goes to the rightful Author*

The Devil's Angel by MysticMelodywrites

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AFTER LOVE? by ANIVINE10

What comes after love?, after the trust is being broken and hatred, the brother of love, comes to settle in. After the loyalty and expectations for the future has been lost, and thoughts of revenge seems to fill the empty and betrayed soul.. Everyone seems to want a happy ending, forgetting that we all have different fates. Truly, happy ending cease to occur in some situations leaving the victims helpless and full of despise. Making innocent humans turn against each other for fate that they didn't bargain for.

Too Good To Be True | By Prajakta Koli by BhatSahiba43

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Tragic love (✅) by fanfiction_damnfam

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Teaser ;) The office is quiet, Adrian stands at the desk, fiddling with some papers for a documentation project while Anya stands across from him, looking uneasy. The principal, Adrian's father, is still absent, which leaves the two alone. Adrian looks up from his paperwork and notices her standing there, arms crossed, hesitant. His lips twist into a mischievous grin, his confidence palpable. Without warning, he steps toward her, his voice teasing. Adrian: (smirking) "Hey, Anya... since we've got a little time to kill here, how would you like to be kissed?" Anya freezes, her wide eyes staring at him as though she'd misheard. She takes a half-step back, her voice a mix of shock and incredulity. Anya: "Wait, what? Adrian, are you serious? We're in the principal's office, your father's office-" Before she can finish, Adrian leans in a bit closer, his voice dropping into a smooth whisper that sends a chill down her spine. Adrian: "Relax. Dad isn't here yet. No rules, just us. So... what's your vibe? Soft and slow? Gentle and teasing? Or something a little more daring and heated?" Anya's face turns bright red as she stares at him. Her voice comes out in a sharp, panicked attempt at reason. Anya: "Are you out of your mind? You can't just ask me that here-especially here." Adrian takes another step toward her, his smirk widening. He places his hand casually on the desk beside her, closing in just enough that she can feel his presence but not enough to make her completely uncomfortable. Adrian: "Hey, no pressure. I'm just offering options. I like knowing what makes people tick." Anya grits her teeth, her arms tightening over her chest as she tries to maintain some distance. He leans back casually again, giving her the space to think, but his smirk stays planted firmly on his face. Anya: "You're so obnoxious, Adrian." He laughs lightly, leaning further against the desk, confident and unbothered. Adrian: "You like it, though. Admit it."