I've never completely understood myself.
But I'm trying to.
I write poetry and fiction, mostly. Whatever helps me escape. Some of my work is published, sometimes I write stories that I'll never finish. But that's life, right? Just an unfinished story, unfinished people.
There's a part of me in every character I create. And there's a part of everything I hate. Which can be the same thing.
each angel, each demon,
everyone is here for a reason.
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Stories by Adri
Regards To The Disregarded.
This is only a collection of my poetry, a couple pieces of which are published. Many of them are unfinished...
Shutdown
The Earth was only an experiment, created by members of a race that far surpassed the capabilities of our own...
Cold on Christmas.
Short stories or poems relating to chilling occurrences of an otherwise heartwarming holiday...