My Poems
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Just some poems I wrote hope you guys in joy. Be warned their dark, and full of depression some of them
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  • Echoes of Playtime Past (Poppy Playtime) Poppy Playtime AU
  • "အမုန်းပင်"
  • ROOM 8 - STRAY KIDS x READER FF
  • Favorite Fixation (Yandere boys x Reader)
  • The Prototype's Real Mother
  • ငါ့မှာ အမတတစ်ပိုင်းစွမ်းရည်ရှိနေတယ်[BL]
  • Scream- Psycho killer, qu'est-ce que c'est
  • ﮼Teacher's pet || +18

She came looking for a story. The story was looking for her. In the mountains of Pakistan lies Barzakhpur - a village that phases in and out of existence. A place where the fog lingers too long and the dead don't leave. Taniksha Shah rents an old haveli for creative solitude. Instead, she finds Aslan Ijaz - silent, severe, and far too watchful for a mere caretaker. He tells her not to leave after dark. He doesn't tell her he's chained himself to a bed every night to keep something inside him from reaching her. Because the entity wearing his bones has started to hate the way he looks at her. And in Barzakhpur, love is a weakness the dead do not forgive.

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