Crown In The Dark
  • MGA BUMASA 607
  • Mga Boto 63
  • Mga Parte 57
  • Oras 18m
  • MGA BUMASA 607
  • Mga Boto 63
  • Mga Parte 57
  • Oras 18m
Ongoing, Unang na-publish Jun 23, 2022
"𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒂 𝒏𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒍 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝑺𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆," 𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅; "𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒑𝒆𝒐𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒔𝒂𝒚." ― 𝑽𝒊𝒓𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒂 𝑾𝒐𝒐𝒍𝒇, 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑽𝒐𝒚𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝑶𝒖𝒕

TW: severe depression thoughts
 (no mention of sexual assault)

𝐐𝐮𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 /𝐏𝐨𝐞𝐦𝐬/ 𝐏𝐨𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐲
𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐏𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐗𝐞𝐭𝐬𝐧𝐚 (𝐀𝐊𝐀 𝐌𝐄)  

𝐂𝐨𝐩𝐲𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 (𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐏𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭)
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𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕠𝕖𝕞𝕤 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕣𝕒𝕨, 𝕙𝕠𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕥, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕦𝕟𝕒𝕡𝕠𝕝𝕠𝕘𝕖𝕥𝕚𝕔, 𝕔𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕚𝕥 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝𝕤 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕝𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕕𝕖𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟. 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕒𝕣𝕜𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕕,𝕤𝕒𝕕𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕦𝕘𝕘𝕝𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕕 𝕙𝕠𝕡𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕕𝕤𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕕𝕖𝕤𝕡𝕒𝕚𝕣. 𝕋𝕙𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕕𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕖𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕕𝕖𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟, 𝕒𝕤 𝕚𝕥 𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕖𝕤 𝕙𝕠𝕝𝕕 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕣𝕖𝕗𝕦𝕤𝕖𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕝𝕖𝕥 𝕘𝕠. 𝔹𝕦𝕥 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟 𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕕𝕤𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕒𝕣𝕜𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤, 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕞𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕓𝕖𝕒𝕦𝕥𝕪 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕝𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕚𝕤 𝕒 𝕓𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕥𝕖 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕒𝕟𝕪𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕠 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕦𝕘𝕘𝕝𝕖𝕕 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕕𝕖𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟. 𝕀𝕥 𝕚𝕤 𝕒 𝕣𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕨𝕖 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕒𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕡𝕒𝕚𝕟 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕒𝕝𝕨𝕒𝕪𝕤 𝕙𝕠𝕡𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕠𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕠𝕨.
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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.