REVERIE
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Poems for drunk, sad, lonely nights......or days, or creatures who wander the earth wearing a face of glee, who look like humans but are empty shells waiting for the unknown, who ponder and dwell in the thoughts of blissful highs and draining lows. Or the love-struck jollies .....
welcome to all my reveries..
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The Secret Life Of Abyss
**MATURE CONTENT** Abuse.Concluída
Her Saviour
A girl who is bullied. A guy who is loved. If they sit next to each other in Science, how could their lives change? ............................... I got the idea from a friend. Decided to change the characters. Storyline is technically copied but changed.Concluída
Poems of Pain and Solitude
For every person out there that was quiet, not because they chose to be so, but because they were choking in the smoke. Because their opinions were apparently not worth anything. Because they didn't know just how to say what they felt. For every person that is consumed by their own thoughts, the derision from the outside world only making it worse. For every soul that was drowning in remorse and anguish on restless nights. For every soul that says I love you in the dark and in the mirror because no one else does. For the floors we would pace while anxiety sunk its teeth into us. For the mirrors that we would break while shame echoed its laugh in our caged walls. For the hearts that would ache while loneliness was the only company. For every moment of pain and solitude in this world that feels too cruel for such young and frail minds.Concluída
My Girl and Me
If you thought you were going to get a description, you were wrong. Don't read this shit, it's kinda trash. But if you want to, I won't stop you.Concluída
Weight of Words
Poetry.. For the broken, misguided, mistreated, abused & sometimes ...in the mood.Concluída
How To Fathom Violet
A fleeting universe A father as a curse A boy with no face nor name Another that's been put to shame A song in the dead night A bruise in hardly a fight The sweetness of a voice The ruins of a choice Compromise over love Hawk over dove Scowl replaces laugh In a galaxy cut in half "I realize I've been dying since the day I was born-we all have been." "We are merely toilets. Feelingless. Looking instead of jumping, because our plastic covers say we're happy. The only reason I've been looking for so long is because I love somebody..."Concluída
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