just writing my feelings down in a secret garden that was created by my head ˖ ࣪ ִֶָ ⸰ 𖥔 ͙ࣳ ⸰ֺ⭑
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Stories by JEIDI
Desperate Nightmares, Old Habits D...
i live in a poetic life but dying from your poisonous lies.
we live in vain, so we drink until we get drunk i...
Music Under The Empyrean Curve: Pr...
we live in a world with filled of questions but never gotten answers instead, we get sleeplessness and restle...
My Dream Wisteria: Prose and Poetry
we learn and grow,
we were born to die.
so i'll take this moment to write,
as the wisteria grow inside.