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"The Mad People's Dorm" is a haunting and introspective journey into the depths of the human psyche. Through a collection of evocative poetry, it delves into the shadows of the mind, exploring themes of madness, sanity, and the thin veil that separates the two. Each poem serves as a window into the fractured souls of individuals teetering on the edge of reason, offering a poignant examination of the complexities of mental illness and societal constructs.With raw emotion and lyrical prowess, the poems within this collection navigate the labyrinthine corridors of the "mad people's dorm," a metaphorical space where societal norms collide with the chaotic whispers of madness. Through vivid imagery and haunting metaphors, the poems unravel the intricacies of the human condition, shedding light on the inner turmoil that often goes unnoticed beneath the veneer of normalcy.Through the voices of the marginalized and misunderstood, the collection amplifies the often-muted cries of those society deems "mad," inviting readers to bear witness to their stories with empathy and understanding.At its core, "The Mad People's Dorm" is a testament to the resilience of the human spirit in the face of adversity. It celebrates the beauty found in brokenness, offering solace to those who have felt the sting of isolation and rejection. Through moments of despair and glimpses of hope, the poems beckon readers to embrace their own vulnerability and to recognize the inherent humanity that binds us all together.In an age where mental health struggles are too often brushed aside or overlooked, "The Mad People's Dorm" serves as a poignant reminder of the importance of compassion and empathy. It is a testament to the power of words to heal, to unite, and to shine a light in even the darkest corners of the mind.

Book of Psalms from the Bible. KJV version.

Half vampire and half Angel, I am the first of my kind, a new hybrid. Unwanted by both sides. With all the strengths of both and none of their weaknesses, I'm a lethal weapon.But everything is changing, what I was brought up believing is a lie and my whole world is about to change.Among the one's I was born to hate, I have found acceptance and along the way, I have found love.But with new truths it's brings a war, with both sides trying to fight for my help. All our world's are about to be turned upside down ......

i don't intend on making this serious

All Emelie has ever been told is never to cross the border that separates the Fae and human lands, especially after her mother was murdered during a Faerie attack. However, when she finds an enchanting Fae Princess injured by the lake, this girl becomes the allure that keeps pulling her back to a place she knows that she is forbidden to go. How can this girl be the enemy they've been scared of all this time?."You told me she didn't want to be scared anymore, but that can't be the only reason... can it?" ."Maybe... she met a girl and she couldn't run away. Because the allure of her eyes and her touch was too strong to fight. And maybe part of her didn't want to fight it. Maybe she wanted her life to be more than just a slideshow of events..."."So that's why she keeps coming back..." .Contains mild swearingMilestones!20k- 26/08/2020

Destiny. It was a funny thing. I had always thought that I could create my own destiny. But after attending my junior year at Nox Haven, I knew that wasn't possible. My destiny was written two hundred years before my birth, when my ancestor- The Dark Warlock- created a cult of Dark Ones. It was my destiny to rid the world of his mistake- but I didn't know how. That was the funny part, I knew what I had to do but I didn't know how. Nobody wrote that part of the prophecy. I would figure it out though, two of my beloved friends were dead because the Dark Ones. I swore on their graves that no one else would follow.**Book Three in the Nox Haven Series**

قَاتِلَةٌ مُتَسَلسِلَةٌ تَبرُزُ لَيلًا فَقَط! ، وَ كَوَردَةٍ قَدْ امْتَلَأَت بِأَشوَاكٍ تَمْنَعُ مَنْ هُم حَولَهَا وَ تَرْدِعُهُم مِنَ الْتِمَاسِهَا ، أَوْ كَعِطْرٍ فَوَّاحٍ عَتِيقٍ يَبُثُّ رَائِحَةَ دِمَاءٍ وَ قَتْلٍ ، أَوْ كَقِطَّةٍ سَودَاءَ قَد بَدَت كَكَائِنٍ لَطِيفٍ بِمَظهَرِهَا وَ مَا هِيَ إِلَّا جَان! ، فَأِسْمِيَت بِالشَّيطَانِ .بَينَمَا فِي نَاحِيَةٍ أُخرَى حَيْثُ أُنْثًى رَقِيقَةٌ بَرِيئَةٌ ، كَوَردَةٍ امْتَلَأَت بِنَدًى يَسْكُنُ الْأُنُوفَ وَ النُّفُوسَ تَجْذِبُهُم حَولَهَا ، أَوْ كَعِطرٍ يَبُثُّ بِرَحِيقِ مَا صُنِعَ مِنْهُ رَائِحَةً زَكِيَّةً يَتَنَافَسُ الْجَمِيعُ مِنْ أَجْلِهَا، هِيَ مَلَاكٌ وَ قَدْ صَدَقَ مَن شَبَّهَهَا بِهِ .فَمَا الْقِصَّةُ وَرَاءَ تِلْكَ الْقَاتِلَةِ الْمُتَسَلسِلَةِ ذَاتُ الْيَدَينِ النَّاعِمَتَينِ؟ وَ الْمُتَنَاقِضَةِ لَهَا الْمَلَاكُ الصَّغِيرُ؟ ." أُحِبُّكِ مَلَاكِي الصَّغِيرُ"" وَ أَنَا أَيْضًا"" وَ مَا أَنَا إِلَّا شَيطَانَةٌ فَكَيفَ فُتِنْتُ بِهِ؟"" إِنَّهَا غَرِيبَة! لَكِنِّي أَهوَاهَا"بُطُولَة : لِيسَا وَ جُونْغكُوك ، رُوزِي وَ جِيمِين يوجد ثنائيات ثانويةالغلاف من صنع فريق الأيقونة ❤️

"Mommy, does Daddy have pink hair like me?"*********"Yes, yes he does."A/N: This story belongs to me and only me, and will only be posted here on Wattpad. PLEASE DO NOT COPY OR PLAGIARISE MY WORK AND REPOST IT ON OTHER PLATFORMS.[ONGOING]