SECRETS
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Step into the enigmatic world of "Secrets," a captivating poetry collection that unravels the hidden truths of the heart and soul. With each carefully crafted verse, this book peels back the layers of human experience, revealing the mysteries that lie beneath the surface. From the untold stories of midnight musings to the concealed passions that stir within, these poems delve into the intricate tapestry of emotions. Each stanza is a whispered confession, an invitation to explore the depths of love, longing, and the secrets we carry within. "Secrets" invites you to embark on a poetic journey through the labyrinth of human existence. It touches upon themes of desire, vulnerability, resilience, and the unspoken bonds that connect us all. Whether you seek solace in poetry or a mirror to your own hidden desires, this collection will resonate with your soul. Join the author on this lyrical voyage and allow the verses within "Secrets" to unlock the secrets of your own heart. Share your own secrets on Wattpad and become a part of this poetic community, where hidden truths find their voice and are set free.
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[BWWM] I was only twelve years old when the world turned cold. The day my mom died in that car accident, I felt like someone had dumped a bucket of ice water over my heart. My dad, who had always been my hero, suddenly became a stranger, filled with rage and blame. He couldn't see that I was hurting, too; he only saw me as a reminder of his loss. The accusations cut deep. He said it was my fault for being there, for not doing something to save her. For being the reason she was in the car in the first place. In the years that followed, things only got worse. The abuse started gradually-a harsh word here, a shove there-but it escalated, leaving scars that I carried long after the physical pain faded. I was drowning in my own despair, struggling to keep my head above water while my father's anger raged like a storm around me. I only had a break from his anger when I started living with Aunt Dina-my mom's older sister. Well, that was because she found me nearly dead on my bed after I took a dozen pills. I was tired of living. I had hit rock bottom. The harsh whispers that followed me around and the stares at school. I pretended not to notice, like it didn't bother me. But it did. I was alone. Then came Athalia, a ray of sunshine cutting through my darkness. With her, I felt something I hadn't felt in years-happiness. She became my light through the darkness and my lifeline. ••••••••••• ● Warnings ⚠️ ~ Mention of suicide ~ Anxiety attacks ~ Rape attempt ~ Mention of self-harm ~ Depression

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