what have i written

  1. Sadface_Saturn

    Scars

    ^Quick trigger warning^ There are a several mentions about scars/self harm and death, so if you are uncomfortable with that I'd advise either against Reading or read with caution You're not the only one who's feeling broken You're not the only one who feels alone A man lay curled up...
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    Death Of A Loved One

    I would like to note I have no rights over the song (Eraser by Ed Sheeran) I was born inside a small town, I lost that state of mind Learned to sing inside the Lord's house, but stopped at the age of nine I forget when I get awards now the wave I had to ride The paving stones I played...
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    Letting Go

    They say time heals all wounds. They say if you just wait it out it'll get better in the end. It hasn't. It didn't. Milo was still waiting for time to heal his wounds but they were still gaping, his heart bleeding out for the world to see. Every slash directed towards the boys body, every stab...
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    I'll Be Good

    Milo lay with the side of his head resting on Uri's shoulder and one of his arms wrapped around the younger mans waist. The purple bags under his eyes were almost invisible in the dark room and his grip on the other man was lacking it's usual strength, another one of the cons from not sleeping...
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    The Start Of A New Beginning

    Everybody seems broken nowadays. You can't find a person without a broken past or a traumatic experience locked away in the back of their mind, wrapped in chains. Kaian Bennett knew that all too well. The young man had his own fair share of dark secrets and he'd spent years locking them away in...
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    ~hard To Love~

    Milo stood infront of a mirror, trying, although in vain, to flatten his hair against his head. He'd gained a case of bedhair and his hair stuck up in almost every direction, water doing nothing to keep it down. When I was just a kid I couldn't wait til I grew up His freckles stood out on his...
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    Maybe It's Time

    Maybe it's time to let the old ways die Maybe it's time to let the old ways die Milo ran a hand through his ginger curls in an attempt to tame them, being somewhat tossled by the late summer winds, flowing free around his face. Dark bags rested beneath his eyes and yawns seemed to be constantly...