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My Wings
“They took my wings away.. They took it off my spine and sent me here.” [….click to read the full post]
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Shackled feathers
“She was made of glitters. But glitters that no more shine.”[….click to read the full post]
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Relentless scars
“It could have been worse. It can still turn worse.”
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Losing Grip
My soul is howling. The shattering of my heart is deafening my ears.
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Love Ruins Me
Love ruins me. It kills me inside. It eats me up from within. Love burns me. It turns my soul to ashes. It makes me naked to the bones. Love cuts me. It hurts the veins inside my heart. It stabs me, inch by every inch. Love manipulates me. It brings down the walls around…
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Stay with me
Loving me will not be an easy job, You will have to find the broken in me.
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Bleeding Whiskey
“Water filling her lungs. Dying is no fun!”
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Lost
“I have just got broken pieces.”
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Her lips tremble
“Afraid to look into his eyes, Her eyes hold a tempestuous storm of feelings and emotions brewing like high tides.”
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An adventurous ride
You can’t always get what u want but you can work hard to perfect what you get. Live your life with no regrets. You are lucky to get what you have right now. Most people can’t even get that close. You deserve to be happy and content. Whats gone is now a past. Remember we…
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Dead Inside?
For the most of us a part of us inside is Dead. No happiness. No Color. Just want this pain to be over. Tired of people. Tired of Life. Tired of fake smiles. Tired of everything. Everything looks dull. Everything looks lifeless, just like how we are feeling inside. Dead. But what we do…
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Devasted
“My heart is wrenched and my feelings wretched. And yet…and yet I love you tenderly, tragically and with cataclysmic totality. I do not want to feel this way but my heart don’t listen to me. It just won’t listen. And my mind…my mind is devastated” ©Princess Fiona Crystal *All rights reserved. The Material not to be…
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Tear stains
She walks in the midnight under the shadows of her past. It was good, the memories, till they last Bathed in the moonlight…everything looks cold Just like her soul…just like her soul Memories floods her head ..and she drowns She soothes her sobs and looks if someone is around She walks and walks but don’t…
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A Perfect Silence
“There is a beautiful silence before every storm. A perfect life is accompanied by the constant fear of it coming to an end. You constantly question its existence because it is so Surreal. It is like a beautiful dream. You love it so much but you dread waking up, afraid to break that unexplained connection.…
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And people ask why I write of heartbreaks.
You were my Devil dancing in the brightness, You were the Angel breaking through my darkness. If loving you was a sin, Then I would have happily died a sinner. You were the apple in my garden of Eden! You charmed my heart like Eve was charmed by the snake You never give But you…
Fiona Diaries
"Heartbeats and Wild Things"
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