PoeticalJustice

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StoryA Baby To Hold PoeticalJustice010 years 11 months ago
StoryRose Coloured Glasses. PoeticalJustice010 years 11 months ago
StoryWhat Did I Do? PoeticalJustice010 years 11 months ago
StoryAlcohol... PoeticalJustice410 years 12 months ago
StoryMurderous Mind Of A Poet PoeticalJustice210 years 12 months ago
StoryLife Is A Mess PoeticalJustice110 years 12 months ago
StoryPrison... PoeticalJustice410 years 12 months ago
CollectionFeelings PoeticalJustice010 years 12 months ago
CollectionMy Life In Poetry. PoeticalJustice010 years 12 months ago
StoryWar, What Is It Good For? PoeticalJustice010 years 12 months ago
StoryUntil We Meet Again... PoeticalJustice010 years 12 months ago
StorySeries Of Events PoeticalJustice010 years 12 months ago
StoryStranger In The Street PoeticalJustice010 years 12 months ago
StoryCocaine... PoeticalJustice211 years 13 hours ago
StoryThe Butterfly Effect. PoeticalJustice011 years 1 day ago
StoryI Love You! PoeticalJustice011 years 1 day ago
StoryUncomfortably Numb PoeticalJustice011 years 2 days ago
StorySmile PoeticalJustice011 years 2 days ago

My stories

An Open Box

I seem to of opened a box I cannot close, In it holds clues to the hurt my heart holds. A heavy weight has been on my shoulders most of my life, a...

Mate of Mine

If you're a mate of mine, you can trust me with your life, you don't need to hide things from me or lie. If I don't like what I'm hearing, it's ok, I...

You do you, I'll do me!

Strong minded women are intimidating, that's why I piss people off. I'm sorry I ain't got your knob rammed in my gob without us even hitting it off...

Ugly World (Snippet)

The world is ugly. Full of beautiful looking people, but raw to the core. Girls bending over in pics , offering you to smash in their back doors...

...Scissors.

If I sink these scissors in, into my skin, will the pain I'm in, become apparent? I have tried so many times, to let my emotions rise, but they haven...

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