Bend it, twist it, crack it, break it A woman’s limb is flesh counterfeit Stretch the neck...
A fork to a gun A smile to a scowl A whore to a nun A bark to a growl
Bitch,...
Why did you make me the sheath and not the sword? Why did you make me the soil and not the seed?...
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In the silence of the night, where shadows danced on the walls, her world had a unique hue. The dim light...
The café nestled in the heart of Istanbul buzzed with muted conversations and clinking cups, yet every gaze...
We have heard of the 1%...
Our thoughts go to to Wealthy?
There is another 1%...
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Don’t let anyone in, trust me it is much safer Priest, uncle, brother, father, trust not thy...
"Perhaps one day, she would free herself from the silent walls."
In the shadow of a stone wall, a...
Life is a strange game, filled with paths that lead to countless trials and choices, each one waiting to...
In silent grace, she walks the hall, A mystery wrapped, enchanting all.
The story begins...
She knows how to handle it...
She knows when to keep quiet or they'll be a slap or worse......
Kept intact through nuts and bolts The creaky legs that never stop The once so shiny silver...
I see you, and I pause, Attracted by your face. I start reciting songs Of roses...
Silence is a woman's loudest cry. If she is speechless, her heart is too...
Should I hate my lack of horns The lack of murder in these trembling legs Should I hate the...
She was weathered, she was worn .. She was well creased before being torn, ...
A knife is kinder to me than you’ll ever be And life when caught by your eye Grows so lowly...
