I'm poetic, 19 years old. I like to write about beautiful, twisted things. My poems can be a little... unsettling. My romance stories feel more like a bruise than a kiss. Stick around if you like getting lost in the dark parts of my mind.
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Stories by poetic
"The Last Breath You Wasted On Me"
Dispare, fade
Chosen Hunger
Some desires do not ask to be felt—they wait to be recognized.
This is a dark, gothic romance of obsession, g...
UNTIL THE SCREAMS TURN TO STATIC
What happens when love isn't built on promises, but on pain? When worship isn't whispered, but screamed?
This...
