A random bipolar poetic wanna-be.
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Stories by Skye
Whispers of the Soul
❝The stars summons my mourning words in pen, as the starry night consoles my shunned pain. ❞
- 𝒮𝓀𝓎𝑒𝒾𝓂𝓃...
THE UNLOVED.
PROLOGUE
I thought having a good heart and passion was a good thing.
As I get older, I realize that isn't alw...