poesie
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Last published Sat, May 16, 2026
un po' di poesie scritte da me per sfogarmi un po'
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Amori umani, troppo umani (Human loves, all too human)
"And perhaps it isn't love when I say you are what I love the most - you are the knife I turn inside myself. This is love. This, my dear, is love" - Letters to Milena, Franz Kafka "Each man kills the thing he loves" - The Ballad of Reading Gaol, Oscar Wilde "So sweet was ne'er so fatal. I must weep, But they are cruel tears: this sorrow's heavenly; It strikes where it doth love" - Othello, Shakespeare To my dear love.
La mia droga///Ciro Ricci
Iris Conte: 17enne, gemella segreta di Edoardo Conte. Ha lasciato la scuola a 15 anni e mezzo per andare a lavorare. Stronza quando vuole, simpatica e dolce se si trova bene. La sua migliore amica è Silvia Scacco, 16enne che si trova all'IPM. Capelli castano chiaro, occhi verdi, fisico perfetto. Ciro Ricci: 18enne, all'IPM da quando aveva 15 anni. Capelli neri, occhi color pece.Stronzo, freddo, usa le ragazze. Ama follemente la sua famiglia anche se non lo dà a vedere. Il suo migliore amico è Edoardo Conte. È in carcere per spaccio.
قصة لطيفة (بدارجة المغربية) مكتملة🌹
قصة بقلم وئام العمراني، asmae bl
due vite incrociate
una ragazza di nome Layla, si dovette trasferire a Venezia. Lei proveniva da una città sperduta dove lei stava bene e si sentiva al sicuro, la notizia l'ha delusa molto, ma non sa che a Venezia incontrerà un amore che cambierà tutto
MY NAME IS
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قصة يامنة (بدارجة المغربية) مكتملة
الكاتبة sana mina♥️♥️🌹 لقصة فيها كل مكيعجبكوم او حتا لبطلة مختالفة بزاااف علا لي قريتو بطلة طبعها حشومية او وزينة.... اما بطل شرقي بزاااف يعني تقليدي شوية او مكيضحكش بزاااف غير إبتسامة عكس لبطلة هاد زوج غدين يتزوجو بطريقة غريبة تبعو لقصة او عطيني أراكم ♥️♥️♥️
Le pieghe del tempo - Poesie inedite -
Notturne sintomatologie dell'animo, versi pregni di fervore immaginifico e incentrato sul vero. Parole diurne che cavalcano l'onda della poesia e ne fanno il sacro e quieto vivere.![the love of mafia [END]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/409006615-256-k572547.jpg)
the love of mafia [END]
JIMIN/YUHA Ayada waa gabar jacel dadka inee caawiso asaga waa mid dadka laaya sabab la aan Ayada waa Gabar dagan oo maskiin ah asaga waa nin xun oo hadoo xanaaqo naxariis laheen ayada waa Gabar yar asaga aad ayoo ugu ween yahay ......................................................................... TAEHYUNG/YN Ayada waa shaxaariyad saqajaamad ah asaga waa nin dagan ayada way war badan tahay asaga woo aamusan yahay badana ayada waa diblay asaga woo xanaaq badan yahay ayada waa maskiin asaga waa dilaa ......................................................................... JUNGKOOK/YERIN Ayada waa shaydaamad asaga waa shayddaan kale ayada way niman badan tahay asaga woo naago badan yahay ayada way dib badan tahay asaga woo kibir badan yahay ayada waxay jeceshahay in lala qeebsado ma jeclo asagana sidu kaleComplete
"And perhaps it isn't love when I say you are what I love the most - you are the knife I turn inside myself. This is love. This, my dear, is love" - Letters to Milena, Franz Kafka "Each man kills the thing he loves" - The Ballad of Reading Gaol, Oscar Wilde "So sweet was ne'er so fatal. I must weep, But they are cruel tears: this sorrow's heavenly; It strikes where it doth love" - Othello, Shakespeare To my dear love.
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