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You
YOU
YOU just don’t know the type
Shit I deal with on the regular
Mad at me cause I didn’t allow
YOU to play in my face like
Finger paint not with the fussing
YOU can lie to
Someone else ruin someone
else’s this heart of mine to pure
happiness in a pen and a
Pad loving myself can’t be
Wasting my youth on wasted
Love YOU were almost my
Soft spot till the spot harden
most valuable pretender
Award goes to YOU didn’t know
YOU moved like that so glad to be away see YOU for what YOU are peace signs out the window
Good riddance on to the next chapter in my life and you aren’t involved got my own shit to deal with trying move out the city cause them carbs in a barrel keep trying pull me down trying duck a indictment don’t want to lose my freedom cause one these weirdos pillow kicking to me about another man business won’t catch me being no Wendy Williams
Ain’t no gossip girl the difference between me & YOU is I was raised by cold hearted killers & trappers bunch of gang members round me learned the game early seen niggas throw they whole life away for a dollar better save your money for a lawyer cause they going try and throw YOU under the jail hope your bitch really love you cause when shit get hard she’ll be fucking your partner she fuck around and be on the phone with you with another nigga dick in her mouth taking back shot hurrying up off the phone now you mad calling back to back clutching your gun on your way to her house to kill everybody YOU just don’t know what someone doing behind your back watch your own spine don’t put nothing pass nobody it’s a cold world love yourself correct might get YOU some true love out here YOU just don’t know someone intentions everybody ain’t YOU
remember that.
Forever Yours
- برينتون نيكولاس
YOU just don’t know the type
Shit I deal with on the regular
Mad at me cause I didn’t allow
YOU to play in my face like
Finger paint not with the fussing
YOU can lie to
Someone else ruin someone
else’s this heart of mine to pure
happiness in a pen and a
Pad loving myself can’t be
Wasting my youth on wasted
Love YOU were almost my
Soft spot till the spot harden
most valuable pretender
Award goes to YOU didn’t know
YOU moved like that so glad to be away see YOU for what YOU are peace signs out the window
Good riddance on to the next chapter in my life and you aren’t involved got my own shit to deal with trying move out the city cause them carbs in a barrel keep trying pull me down trying duck a indictment don’t want to lose my freedom cause one these weirdos pillow kicking to me about another man business won’t catch me being no Wendy Williams
Ain’t no gossip girl the difference between me & YOU is I was raised by cold hearted killers & trappers bunch of gang members round me learned the game early seen niggas throw they whole life away for a dollar better save your money for a lawyer cause they going try and throw YOU under the jail hope your bitch really love you cause when shit get hard she’ll be fucking your partner she fuck around and be on the phone with you with another nigga dick in her mouth taking back shot hurrying up off the phone now you mad calling back to back clutching your gun on your way to her house to kill everybody YOU just don’t know what someone doing behind your back watch your own spine don’t put nothing pass nobody it’s a cold world love yourself correct might get YOU some true love out here YOU just don’t know someone intentions everybody ain’t YOU
remember that.
Forever Yours
- برينتون نيكولاس

Brenton Nicholas
Music 🎶
In twilight’s grasp, there echoes a tune,
A melancholy melody that sings of the moon,
Music’s bittersweet embrace, where sorrow does bloom,
A symphony of tears, a somber lamentation’s swoon.
Each note like drops of rain, falling from the sky,
Aching chords that whisper tales of goodbye,
The sorrowful strings weep, as the melodies sigh,
Music’s mournful embrace, where broken hearts lie.
Through sorrowed lyrics and haunting refrains,
The emotions tremble, as the silence wanes,
In every cadence and lyric, longing remains,
Music’s mournful embrace, forever it sustains.
Yet, within the sadness, a solace is found,
For music becomes the sanctuary, where hearts rebound,
Through tear-stained melodies, healing can be crowned,
Though sad, with each rhythm, strength can be found.
So let the music play, let the tears freely flow,
For in its melancholy, healing begins to grow,
Let the sorrowful melodies heal the wounds we know,
In the sadness of its beauty, our spirits shall glow.
A melancholy melody that sings of the moon,
Music’s bittersweet embrace, where sorrow does bloom,
A symphony of tears, a somber lamentation’s swoon.
Each note like drops of rain, falling from the sky,
Aching chords that whisper tales of goodbye,
The sorrowful strings weep, as the melodies sigh,
Music’s mournful embrace, where broken hearts lie.
Through sorrowed lyrics and haunting refrains,
The emotions tremble, as the silence wanes,
In every cadence and lyric, longing remains,
Music’s mournful embrace, forever it sustains.
Yet, within the sadness, a solace is found,
For music becomes the sanctuary, where hearts rebound,
Through tear-stained melodies, healing can be crowned,
Though sad, with each rhythm, strength can be found.
So let the music play, let the tears freely flow,
For in its melancholy, healing begins to grow,
Let the sorrowful melodies heal the wounds we know,
In the sadness of its beauty, our spirits shall glow.

Lil D-Kay
Scarred Organs
Where did my civilization go?
It went down my throat
”Find another girl”
I don’t talk to whores
The way she pushes me away
Just makes my heart cry
”Oh! She’s gone now, forget it.”
I can’t help but pry.
It’s okay though, we were close I know her routes
Anytime she’s sick I can show up with fruits But I wouldn’t do that, would I?
When I know her parents come home late on Fridays
These dry days can be utilized when her brother’s on tour
I’ll just reach upto her and sneak in the door
I’ll make her sniff the handkerchief
Oof! She’s down now
Hostile and vulnerable, wow!
”Shashak, you shall take her down now” I followed the voices and reached basement
She wakes up, her face lifts
Sees me, ad-lib
”Shashak, is that you?”
Whore, I’m gonna rub you
Let your mind off
For this, there’ll be curfew
People on the streets, wanting for justice I surely can’t help, but get my first kiss
She was tied down, I leaned in
She pulled herself back and screamed in
Your house is locked, we’re in the basement bitch
You can’t help but just get fucked I start, she didn’t stop screaming
”Shashak, just to let you know; you’re not dreaming.
I reached out to the scissors kept in the corner
She was still screaming, it was time to own her
But first a part though, I cut her tongue
Put it in my pocket, I see a bong
”Oh! Your dad smokes?” She didn’t answer
I actually forgot, I had tongue of this strip dancer
I was doing what I wanted
She got no help, ”Where’s the angel part of me?”
I got no statement
I could see her bleeding, still couldn’t stop me
I would stop if i came from this dripped meat
”No need to think of abortion ma’am, you’re gonna die now.
”This is what heaven feels like, also hell wow.
Blood was dripping, ”Am I a necrophile?”I pierce the scissors through her filed nail
I don’t think about law, or jail or bail I was just killing her and her fail!
It was like eating a fish, they don’t have emotions
She does, I don’t, I live in distortion I was tearing her, watching her apart
I was going on, no one to alert.
I shake her, break her and cry for nature
In the mean course; I get hurt too
This is reality, song with no feature
God sends angels, I ask her is she okay?
Just for angels to find out her tongue’s in my pocket
Touché
”Shashak you’re going to hell”, Take me right now
If you don’t, it’s gonna be a long court fight though
The fear kicked in, now I was scared
The consequences....
I slowly ripped my heart out and my organs were scarred.
It went down my throat
”Find another girl”
I don’t talk to whores
The way she pushes me away
Just makes my heart cry
”Oh! She’s gone now, forget it.”
I can’t help but pry.
It’s okay though, we were close I know her routes
Anytime she’s sick I can show up with fruits But I wouldn’t do that, would I?
When I know her parents come home late on Fridays
These dry days can be utilized when her brother’s on tour
I’ll just reach upto her and sneak in the door
I’ll make her sniff the handkerchief
Oof! She’s down now
Hostile and vulnerable, wow!
”Shashak, you shall take her down now” I followed the voices and reached basement
She wakes up, her face lifts
Sees me, ad-lib
”Shashak, is that you?”
Whore, I’m gonna rub you
Let your mind off
For this, there’ll be curfew
People on the streets, wanting for justice I surely can’t help, but get my first kiss
She was tied down, I leaned in
She pulled herself back and screamed in
Your house is locked, we’re in the basement bitch
You can’t help but just get fucked I start, she didn’t stop screaming
”Shashak, just to let you know; you’re not dreaming.
I reached out to the scissors kept in the corner
She was still screaming, it was time to own her
But first a part though, I cut her tongue
Put it in my pocket, I see a bong
”Oh! Your dad smokes?” She didn’t answer
I actually forgot, I had tongue of this strip dancer
I was doing what I wanted
She got no help, ”Where’s the angel part of me?”
I got no statement
I could see her bleeding, still couldn’t stop me
I would stop if i came from this dripped meat
”No need to think of abortion ma’am, you’re gonna die now.
”This is what heaven feels like, also hell wow.
Blood was dripping, ”Am I a necrophile?”I pierce the scissors through her filed nail
I don’t think about law, or jail or bail I was just killing her and her fail!
It was like eating a fish, they don’t have emotions
She does, I don’t, I live in distortion I was tearing her, watching her apart
I was going on, no one to alert.
I shake her, break her and cry for nature
In the mean course; I get hurt too
This is reality, song with no feature
God sends angels, I ask her is she okay?
Just for angels to find out her tongue’s in my pocket
Touché
”Shashak you’re going to hell”, Take me right now
If you don’t, it’s gonna be a long court fight though
The fear kicked in, now I was scared
The consequences....
I slowly ripped my heart out and my organs were scarred.

Shashak Mishra
”Whispers of Eternity: A Dance of Souls”
In the moonlit sky, our love takes flight,
A symphony of hearts, shining bright.
Across the stars, our souls entwine,
A love so deep, so truly divine.
Your eyes, like diamonds, sparkle with grace,
Reflecting love’s light upon my face.
In every touch, I feel the fire ignite,
Burning desire, passion’s endless flight.
Your gentle whispers, a sweet melody,
Captivating my heart, setting it free.
In every word, a love story is told,
A tale of two hearts, forever bold.
Together we dance, in an eternal embrace,
Two souls intertwined, finding solace.
In your arms, I find my sanctuary,
A love so pure, a beautiful sanctuary.
Through the storms of life, we’ll never break,
Bound by a love that nothing can shake.
In your presence, I find strength and peace,
A love that’s timeless, it will never cease.
So here’s my heart, offered in this verse,
A love that’s boundless, an eternal curse.
Forever entwined, our spirits aligned,
In this love poem, our love defined.
A symphony of hearts, shining bright.
Across the stars, our souls entwine,
A love so deep, so truly divine.
Your eyes, like diamonds, sparkle with grace,
Reflecting love’s light upon my face.
In every touch, I feel the fire ignite,
Burning desire, passion’s endless flight.
Your gentle whispers, a sweet melody,
Captivating my heart, setting it free.
In every word, a love story is told,
A tale of two hearts, forever bold.
Together we dance, in an eternal embrace,
Two souls intertwined, finding solace.
In your arms, I find my sanctuary,
A love so pure, a beautiful sanctuary.
Through the storms of life, we’ll never break,
Bound by a love that nothing can shake.
In your presence, I find strength and peace,
A love that’s timeless, it will never cease.
So here’s my heart, offered in this verse,
A love that’s boundless, an eternal curse.
Forever entwined, our spirits aligned,
In this love poem, our love defined.

Jhianne Panizales
Mistake
’𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶’
The words I could never tell
’𝘈 𝘩𝘶𝘨’
That I couldn’t give you, no matter the day
’𝘠𝘰𝘶’𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥’
I wish I had said.
But what’s the point of regretting, now it’s too late
I wished I had wiped your tears
And held you closely, dear
Whispered sweet nothings into your ears
And told you all about my fears.
And I wished you’d hold me
And tell me not to suffer alone,
Hold out your hands,
And pull me from the abyss.
But you left me in the dark, alone
Never even looked back, as I crawled.
I never wanted to hate you, the way I do, trust me,
I never thought I would feel this way about you, I swear.
But here I am hating you more than anything,
Trying to justify my wrongdoings
I know you mean well for me
But I can’t seem to shake these feelings
I know you love me,
But I can’t seem to give the same love back.
I am sorry for being a 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦,
I am sorry for the things I lack.
Forgive me for being an ungrateful brat.
But you know it’s not entirely my fault,
You’re partly to blame too, if not all.
For the things that changed, remain unseen,
I wish I could tell you all the things, I believe.
The things that you couldn’t see,
Or did you just ignore me?
What am I?
What am I to you?
Am I a toy?
Am I a tool?
A satisfactory plaything
From that you like to play.
Or just another 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦
That you wish you could erase.
The words I could never tell
’𝘈 𝘩𝘶𝘨’
That I couldn’t give you, no matter the day
’𝘠𝘰𝘶’𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥’
I wish I had said.
But what’s the point of regretting, now it’s too late
I wished I had wiped your tears
And held you closely, dear
Whispered sweet nothings into your ears
And told you all about my fears.
And I wished you’d hold me
And tell me not to suffer alone,
Hold out your hands,
And pull me from the abyss.
But you left me in the dark, alone
Never even looked back, as I crawled.
I never wanted to hate you, the way I do, trust me,
I never thought I would feel this way about you, I swear.
But here I am hating you more than anything,
Trying to justify my wrongdoings
I know you mean well for me
But I can’t seem to shake these feelings
I know you love me,
But I can’t seem to give the same love back.
I am sorry for being a 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦,
I am sorry for the things I lack.
Forgive me for being an ungrateful brat.
But you know it’s not entirely my fault,
You’re partly to blame too, if not all.
For the things that changed, remain unseen,
I wish I could tell you all the things, I believe.
The things that you couldn’t see,
Or did you just ignore me?
What am I?
What am I to you?
Am I a toy?
Am I a tool?
A satisfactory plaything
From that you like to play.
Or just another 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦
That you wish you could erase.

shine coshine
Daisies
In a garden filled with the sun’s gentle gloom,
The air brims with the fragrance of flowers that bloom.
Amidst the colorful and verdant garden,
They stand apart with their colorless petals, laden.
Daisies, an emblem of innocence and purity,
Just like their white hue, cute and admirable, in all their beauty.
In the garden brimming with different hues,
Faces turned to the sun, they gently sway, no blues.
Dancing to the beat of nature’s symphony,
Daisies symbolize new beginnings, so sweet and carefree.
Even without color, they remain pretty and neat,
Standing apart among the colors, a joyful feat.
Emblem of joy and cheerfulness, just what we need,
They stand tall, white petals swaying gently in the sun’s heed.
Amidst the pretty and colorful garden, their colorless petals sway,
Even though they’re different, they brighten the day.
P.S. I’m not really a flower lover but I tried.
I dedicate this to you Daisy (yk who you are lol=)
I wrote this in response to Scarlett Snow’s comment suggestion.
🌼🌼🌼
The air brims with the fragrance of flowers that bloom.
Amidst the colorful and verdant garden,
They stand apart with their colorless petals, laden.
Daisies, an emblem of innocence and purity,
Just like their white hue, cute and admirable, in all their beauty.
In the garden brimming with different hues,
Faces turned to the sun, they gently sway, no blues.
Dancing to the beat of nature’s symphony,
Daisies symbolize new beginnings, so sweet and carefree.
Even without color, they remain pretty and neat,
Standing apart among the colors, a joyful feat.
Emblem of joy and cheerfulness, just what we need,
They stand tall, white petals swaying gently in the sun’s heed.
Amidst the pretty and colorful garden, their colorless petals sway,
Even though they’re different, they brighten the day.
P.S. I’m not really a flower lover but I tried.
I dedicate this to you Daisy (yk who you are lol=)
I wrote this in response to Scarlett Snow’s comment suggestion.
🌼🌼🌼

shine coshine
Tokyo
Tokyo
All them curves got me Tokyo Drifting woah woah Drifting all
In that pussy she’s my favorite yellow
Ting turn her red as a tamale don’t eat no swine baby got her feelings involved baby love them curves your smile your best curve Gimmie kiss
With your fine ass girl I’m
so infatuated With you can’t break us apart don’t wanna fuss baby tell me what’s the problem what’s really bothering you deep conversations
It’s real cloudy in this room but I see you clearly the only bitch in my eyes got my heart forever know it’s been a couple before you and I’ve said the something before your one of a kind
Tokyo beautiful inside & outside kind soul made my angry heart calm baby I’m forever yours love me some Tokyo Sweetest girl I’ve met never wanna be apart baby know I’m obsessed but I’m in love with you
Heart belong all too you something about them curves had to learn to drift grabbing your waist had to handle you baby thought I couldn’t drift in that pussy got me slipping never tripping keep changing positions from the floor to the wall we all over the damn place first one to cum gotta make breakfast
Baby Gimmie your soul
Tokyo you do something too me
baby drifting all in that pussy all them curves got me braking don’t wanna crash baby can’t lose traction firm grip on your hips look me in my eyes while I kill that cat baby love me some you got so in love
Yours truly
- برينتون نيكولاسي
All them curves got me Tokyo Drifting woah woah Drifting all
In that pussy she’s my favorite yellow
Ting turn her red as a tamale don’t eat no swine baby got her feelings involved baby love them curves your smile your best curve Gimmie kiss
With your fine ass girl I’m
so infatuated With you can’t break us apart don’t wanna fuss baby tell me what’s the problem what’s really bothering you deep conversations
It’s real cloudy in this room but I see you clearly the only bitch in my eyes got my heart forever know it’s been a couple before you and I’ve said the something before your one of a kind
Tokyo beautiful inside & outside kind soul made my angry heart calm baby I’m forever yours love me some Tokyo Sweetest girl I’ve met never wanna be apart baby know I’m obsessed but I’m in love with you
Heart belong all too you something about them curves had to learn to drift grabbing your waist had to handle you baby thought I couldn’t drift in that pussy got me slipping never tripping keep changing positions from the floor to the wall we all over the damn place first one to cum gotta make breakfast
Baby Gimmie your soul
Tokyo you do something too me
baby drifting all in that pussy all them curves got me braking don’t wanna crash baby can’t lose traction firm grip on your hips look me in my eyes while I kill that cat baby love me some you got so in love
Yours truly
- برينتون نيكولاسي

Brenton Nicholas
Chapter 2
So... where are you headed now?” Monse timidly answered that we were going to Indianola to search for supplies. Slender slowly withdrew his shotgun from Herson’s mouth and tried to convince us that it had all been overrun by the dead. ”We want to see for ourselves, but thanks anyway,” Ismael said with a frightened look. Suddenly, Slender asked us, seemingly out of context, if we wanted to work for him. After the incident with the shotgun, I already knew that I wanted nothing to do with him or his group.
As I was about to say that we had no need for Slender’s services, he suddenly punched Herson in the face with full force. Ismael panicked and pulled out his weapon, but Ellep remained calm and ignored the situation. I aimed my gun at Slender and whispered to Monse to open the door and run with me into the woods on my signal. Slender looked at me and began laughing. ”What are you going to do, little man, shoot me?” he said mockingly. I gave Monse the signal and we ran into the woods, but Ellep stayed in the car, staring tensely into emptiness.
”Come on, what are you waiting for?” Slender shouted to his men. We ran and ran, but Slender’s men were close behind. After a while, I ran out of breath and collapsed onto the ground. Monse, who was still fit enough, tried to help me up, but I pushed her away and ordered her to run to Sally and keep herself safe. However, she refused to listen to me. ”Monse, please, you have to go,” I said, handing her my pistol. She looked at me one last time and ran away.
I grabbed a thick stick lying on the dirty forest floor and crouched behind a tree, waiting for Slender’s men to run past me. Then, I struck them in the face with the stick. I heard footsteps approaching on the leafy ground and hit the person with the stick in the face as well. He fell to the ground, apparently unconscious. Just as I was about to take his weapon, one of Slender’s men turned the corner and aimed his gun at me. ”Don’t move,” he said, and I raised my hands in the air and turned around. Then, he approached me and hit me with his weapon, knocking me unconscious.
footsteps approaching on the leafy ground and hit the person with the stick in the face as well. He fell to the ground, apparently unconscious. Just as I was about to take his weapon, one of Slender’s men turned the corner and aimed his gun at me. ”Don’t move,” he said, and I raised my hands in the air and turned around. He then approached me and hit me with his weapon, knocking me unconscious.
Who am I, who was I, who will I be? I was knocked out, but I could still hold my funeral speech in my head, I felt dead, dead like a gazelle without legs, dead like the right to be who we want to be, dead like we all if no one comes to save us. It’s only been one day and we’re already being attacked by our own kind. What will they do with me? Will I die, be enslaved, or used as a punching bag? I don’t know, but I hope Farah won’t be too sad if it happens. Oh God, please give me your help, give me strength, and please protect Farah.
Monse ran through the forest, running as fast as she could. Even though no one had been following her for five minutes, she kept running with a pain in her side. From a distance, she saw Sally’s farm and picked up her pace. ”SALLY...SALLY,” Monse shouted from the edge of the forest. When she arrived, Sally wasn’t there, and Monse searched the farm, but no one was there. She screamed into the air, but there was no sign of life until she heard footsteps on the leafy forest ground. It was Javi, one of the survivors. ”Javi, where are the others?” Monse asked urgently. ”They’re still in the forest,” Javi said, asking why she wanted to know. She told Javi everything that had happened, and they both ran back into the forest to Sally and the others.
”I’ve always felt like a nobody, even before everything started. At just 19, my parents were deported, and I had to live with a relative in Mississippi. I had to work full-time since I turned 18, barely having any time for myself. Taking care of Farah, my younger sister, consumed my entire life. I never had friends or experienced the feeling of love. And as if that weren’t enough, a war broke out in my homeland, and I’m certain my parents are no longer alive. So what’s the problem? Why can’t I just die? My name is Ismail Al Sharabi, and I long for deliverance.”
Monse and Javi ran towards Sally and the others in the woods. ”Monse, are you back already?” asked Sally. Monse told Sally that Ismael and the others had been attacked. Sally instinctively asked if Monse was okay. Without answering, Monse grabbed Sally’s hand and tried to pull her towards the farm to drive to Ismael. ”Monse, what are you doing?” asked Sally. ”We’re looking for Ismael,” replied Monse.
Javi went up to Monse and removed her hand from Sally’s. ”Javi, what are you doing?” asked Monse, confused. Javi explained that it was too risky, but Monse put her hands over her ears so she wouldn’t have to hear him. Sally grabbed Monse and pulled her hands away from her ears. ”I’m sorry, Monse, but it’s too dangerous,” said Javi. There were seconds of silence, filled with disappointment.
”What if it was Sucre,” Monse yelled. Sucre was Javi’s son who lived in Massachusetts with his mother. Javi stayed silent until he angrily pointed his finger at Monse’s face. ”Don’t you dare say his name,” Javi replied furiously. Monse answered with a simple, mean, ”Make me.” There were a few seconds of silence until a voice was heard in the distance. It was Farah, asking if she could eat the black berries. Everyone looked at Farah from a distance. No one said anything, as they all thought about how Ismael was Farah’s only family. Ellep and Herson didn’t matter to Sally, but she changed her mind and looked at Monse. ”Come on, let’s go get that idiot back,” Sally said.
Ismael awoke to find himself on a cold, dirty floor with his left hand shackled to a pipe. He saw Ellep and Herson, also bound and unconscious, and desperately tried to wake them up. Ellep was already awake, frantically trying to break free from the handcuffs, but without success. What had he expected, really?
”Where are we?” Ismael cried out in despair.
”In a slaughterhouse,” Ellep replied, gesturing to the blood and animal remains scattered all around them.
Herson woke up and immediately began screaming, pulling at his handcuffs and even trying to bite through them.
”Calm down, it’s no use,” said Ellep hopelessly to Herson.
I told Ellep not to think like that, but he argued with me, trying to convince me that there was no way out. I ignored him and tried to think of a way to escape.
”My hand hurts like hell,” Herson complained, to which Ellep replied provocatively, ”If you hadn’t pulled on the handcuffs like a maniac, your hand would be better off than your brain.”
A heated argument broke out between Ellep and Herson, with them hurling insults at each other while I continued to think. But then Herson said something that gave me a painful idea - ”Shut up Ellep or I’ll shove my thumb down your throat!”
”Thumb,” something clicked in my mind. And right next to Herson lay a blood-stained towel. I asked him to throw it to me and he questioned why. I explained that I had an idea. He threw it to me, and I crumpled it into a ball and put it in my mouth. I closed my eyes, turned my head away, and dislocated my thumb.
Monse, Sally, and Javi sat in Bo’s truck, on their way to find the guys. Sally and Monse sat in the back of the truck while Javi drove. ”Why do you insist on saving Ismael?” Sally asked arrogantly and curiously. ”Because Ismael is Farah’s family,” Monse replied. Sally knew Monse was lying, and Monse knew that Sally knew. ”Do you love him?” Sally asked. Monse stared at the floor of the truck, ignoring Sally. Sally was about to ask again when Javi intervened. ”Sally, I think that’s enough,” Javi said and continued driving. Seconds of silence passed until Monse looked out the window and interrupted the silence with a slightly annoyed tone, ”Yes.”
Ismael screamed in pain, clutching the blood-soaked towel. Ellep and Herson stared at Ismael as if he had committed the most bizarre crime in the world. ”Dude,” Herson and Ellep said simultaneously, their voices filled with shock. I kept the towel in my mouth, locking eyes with Herson and Ellep, and popped my dislocated thumb back into place. I screamed even louder than before. Rising to my feet, I removed the towel from my mouth. Searching the room frantically, I spotted a chair, grabbed it, and placed it beside Ellep.
I climbed onto it, unscrewing the rusted bolts of the pipe. Once I freed Herson, we needed a plan. My idea was to create loud noises to attract Slender’s men and then knock them unconscious. It was our only solution. Ellep and I pretended to still be tied up while Herson hid beside the metal door. We shouted and insulted Slender, hammering against the walls and continuing to scream. ”What the hell are you bastards doing in there?” we heard from behind the door. A man, dressed in black and armed, entered the room, berating us. Herson emerged from behind him and thrust a shard of broken rib into the man’s throat.
He kept stabbing relentlessly until the man’s neck resembled a pot of tomato sauce and squashed spaghetti. Fear gripped us as we looked at Herson’s bloodied face. Herson took the man’s weapon and said, ”Come on, let’s show this old bastard who’s in charge.”
As I was about to say that we had no need for Slender’s services, he suddenly punched Herson in the face with full force. Ismael panicked and pulled out his weapon, but Ellep remained calm and ignored the situation. I aimed my gun at Slender and whispered to Monse to open the door and run with me into the woods on my signal. Slender looked at me and began laughing. ”What are you going to do, little man, shoot me?” he said mockingly. I gave Monse the signal and we ran into the woods, but Ellep stayed in the car, staring tensely into emptiness.
”Come on, what are you waiting for?” Slender shouted to his men. We ran and ran, but Slender’s men were close behind. After a while, I ran out of breath and collapsed onto the ground. Monse, who was still fit enough, tried to help me up, but I pushed her away and ordered her to run to Sally and keep herself safe. However, she refused to listen to me. ”Monse, please, you have to go,” I said, handing her my pistol. She looked at me one last time and ran away.
I grabbed a thick stick lying on the dirty forest floor and crouched behind a tree, waiting for Slender’s men to run past me. Then, I struck them in the face with the stick. I heard footsteps approaching on the leafy ground and hit the person with the stick in the face as well. He fell to the ground, apparently unconscious. Just as I was about to take his weapon, one of Slender’s men turned the corner and aimed his gun at me. ”Don’t move,” he said, and I raised my hands in the air and turned around. Then, he approached me and hit me with his weapon, knocking me unconscious.
footsteps approaching on the leafy ground and hit the person with the stick in the face as well. He fell to the ground, apparently unconscious. Just as I was about to take his weapon, one of Slender’s men turned the corner and aimed his gun at me. ”Don’t move,” he said, and I raised my hands in the air and turned around. He then approached me and hit me with his weapon, knocking me unconscious.
Who am I, who was I, who will I be? I was knocked out, but I could still hold my funeral speech in my head, I felt dead, dead like a gazelle without legs, dead like the right to be who we want to be, dead like we all if no one comes to save us. It’s only been one day and we’re already being attacked by our own kind. What will they do with me? Will I die, be enslaved, or used as a punching bag? I don’t know, but I hope Farah won’t be too sad if it happens. Oh God, please give me your help, give me strength, and please protect Farah.
Monse ran through the forest, running as fast as she could. Even though no one had been following her for five minutes, she kept running with a pain in her side. From a distance, she saw Sally’s farm and picked up her pace. ”SALLY...SALLY,” Monse shouted from the edge of the forest. When she arrived, Sally wasn’t there, and Monse searched the farm, but no one was there. She screamed into the air, but there was no sign of life until she heard footsteps on the leafy forest ground. It was Javi, one of the survivors. ”Javi, where are the others?” Monse asked urgently. ”They’re still in the forest,” Javi said, asking why she wanted to know. She told Javi everything that had happened, and they both ran back into the forest to Sally and the others.
”I’ve always felt like a nobody, even before everything started. At just 19, my parents were deported, and I had to live with a relative in Mississippi. I had to work full-time since I turned 18, barely having any time for myself. Taking care of Farah, my younger sister, consumed my entire life. I never had friends or experienced the feeling of love. And as if that weren’t enough, a war broke out in my homeland, and I’m certain my parents are no longer alive. So what’s the problem? Why can’t I just die? My name is Ismail Al Sharabi, and I long for deliverance.”
Monse and Javi ran towards Sally and the others in the woods. ”Monse, are you back already?” asked Sally. Monse told Sally that Ismael and the others had been attacked. Sally instinctively asked if Monse was okay. Without answering, Monse grabbed Sally’s hand and tried to pull her towards the farm to drive to Ismael. ”Monse, what are you doing?” asked Sally. ”We’re looking for Ismael,” replied Monse.
Javi went up to Monse and removed her hand from Sally’s. ”Javi, what are you doing?” asked Monse, confused. Javi explained that it was too risky, but Monse put her hands over her ears so she wouldn’t have to hear him. Sally grabbed Monse and pulled her hands away from her ears. ”I’m sorry, Monse, but it’s too dangerous,” said Javi. There were seconds of silence, filled with disappointment.
”What if it was Sucre,” Monse yelled. Sucre was Javi’s son who lived in Massachusetts with his mother. Javi stayed silent until he angrily pointed his finger at Monse’s face. ”Don’t you dare say his name,” Javi replied furiously. Monse answered with a simple, mean, ”Make me.” There were a few seconds of silence until a voice was heard in the distance. It was Farah, asking if she could eat the black berries. Everyone looked at Farah from a distance. No one said anything, as they all thought about how Ismael was Farah’s only family. Ellep and Herson didn’t matter to Sally, but she changed her mind and looked at Monse. ”Come on, let’s go get that idiot back,” Sally said.
Ismael awoke to find himself on a cold, dirty floor with his left hand shackled to a pipe. He saw Ellep and Herson, also bound and unconscious, and desperately tried to wake them up. Ellep was already awake, frantically trying to break free from the handcuffs, but without success. What had he expected, really?
”Where are we?” Ismael cried out in despair.
”In a slaughterhouse,” Ellep replied, gesturing to the blood and animal remains scattered all around them.
Herson woke up and immediately began screaming, pulling at his handcuffs and even trying to bite through them.
”Calm down, it’s no use,” said Ellep hopelessly to Herson.
I told Ellep not to think like that, but he argued with me, trying to convince me that there was no way out. I ignored him and tried to think of a way to escape.
”My hand hurts like hell,” Herson complained, to which Ellep replied provocatively, ”If you hadn’t pulled on the handcuffs like a maniac, your hand would be better off than your brain.”
A heated argument broke out between Ellep and Herson, with them hurling insults at each other while I continued to think. But then Herson said something that gave me a painful idea - ”Shut up Ellep or I’ll shove my thumb down your throat!”
”Thumb,” something clicked in my mind. And right next to Herson lay a blood-stained towel. I asked him to throw it to me and he questioned why. I explained that I had an idea. He threw it to me, and I crumpled it into a ball and put it in my mouth. I closed my eyes, turned my head away, and dislocated my thumb.
Monse, Sally, and Javi sat in Bo’s truck, on their way to find the guys. Sally and Monse sat in the back of the truck while Javi drove. ”Why do you insist on saving Ismael?” Sally asked arrogantly and curiously. ”Because Ismael is Farah’s family,” Monse replied. Sally knew Monse was lying, and Monse knew that Sally knew. ”Do you love him?” Sally asked. Monse stared at the floor of the truck, ignoring Sally. Sally was about to ask again when Javi intervened. ”Sally, I think that’s enough,” Javi said and continued driving. Seconds of silence passed until Monse looked out the window and interrupted the silence with a slightly annoyed tone, ”Yes.”
Ismael screamed in pain, clutching the blood-soaked towel. Ellep and Herson stared at Ismael as if he had committed the most bizarre crime in the world. ”Dude,” Herson and Ellep said simultaneously, their voices filled with shock. I kept the towel in my mouth, locking eyes with Herson and Ellep, and popped my dislocated thumb back into place. I screamed even louder than before. Rising to my feet, I removed the towel from my mouth. Searching the room frantically, I spotted a chair, grabbed it, and placed it beside Ellep.
I climbed onto it, unscrewing the rusted bolts of the pipe. Once I freed Herson, we needed a plan. My idea was to create loud noises to attract Slender’s men and then knock them unconscious. It was our only solution. Ellep and I pretended to still be tied up while Herson hid beside the metal door. We shouted and insulted Slender, hammering against the walls and continuing to scream. ”What the hell are you bastards doing in there?” we heard from behind the door. A man, dressed in black and armed, entered the room, berating us. Herson emerged from behind him and thrust a shard of broken rib into the man’s throat.
He kept stabbing relentlessly until the man’s neck resembled a pot of tomato sauce and squashed spaghetti. Fear gripped us as we looked at Herson’s bloodied face. Herson took the man’s weapon and said, ”Come on, let’s show this old bastard who’s in charge.”

Amir Elzhurkaev
1:34 AM
Turned towards the knife,
The precipice promised relief
From the cut of a thousand fractures,
And I thought how easy it would be—
One step to end the pain.
The precipice promised relief
From the cut of a thousand fractures,
And I thought how easy it would be—
One step to end the pain.

Roedanya ;
Rain
Rain
So in love with
The rain tryna
Find the rhythm
Wit two left
Feet love the
Rain wanna
Slow dance
In the rain let’s
Kiss passionately
tongue all over
Your neck
Love the Rain
storming all night
Flood da sheets
It’s a ocean in my bed
rain on me
deep in her guts
no quick Busting
Cmon baby let’s switch
positions suck it sloppy
got me sprung like ankles
storming All night
flood the sheets
got her screaming
All night no minute man
Don’t even drink Minute Maid
Made her cum five times
need you to come some more
Rain on me baby don’t tap out
On me..
Yours truly
- برينتون نيكولاسي
So in love with
The rain tryna
Find the rhythm
Wit two left
Feet love the
Rain wanna
Slow dance
In the rain let’s
Kiss passionately
tongue all over
Your neck
Love the Rain
storming all night
Flood da sheets
It’s a ocean in my bed
rain on me
deep in her guts
no quick Busting
Cmon baby let’s switch
positions suck it sloppy
got me sprung like ankles
storming All night
flood the sheets
got her screaming
All night no minute man
Don’t even drink Minute Maid
Made her cum five times
need you to come some more
Rain on me baby don’t tap out
On me..
Yours truly
- برينتون نيكولاسي

Brenton Nicholas
Love capsule
Love capsule
love in a pill capsule
Swallowing my fear no more pain
can’t believe Cupid
Shot the wrong bitch
Love capsule got me so damn high might needed catch up
With me off this earth
Heart so divine Love capsule
All in my body kissing so slow
Gripping your hips come closer
Don’t be scared tease you for awhile don’t wanna rush waiting for this Love capsule to kick in got my face deep in your lagoon asked me what it taste like
Taste like my new bitch cause I don’t eat pussy unless you my bitch Love capsule got me slutting you out for hours Love capsule to blame too many soul ties is you in love with me or is you loving the demon that comes out of me when I’m off this capsule releasing demons tonight
Screaming all night speaking in tongues Love capsule got you under my spell now you won’t be disappointed came here for rounds Love capsule all in my body
Diving deep in your lagoon flood the
Sheets don’t hold back putting everything in you pull your hair
Smack that ass spitting all your juices Back in your mouth don’t kiss no ass but I’ll lick that booty hole camera on be my little porn star my little thunder clap pounding all night wanna stretch that pussy wanna
Make that pussy stretch got you
Climaxing all night Love capsule got me Everlasting punching that bottom
Eyes rolling in the back of your head
Gripping your throat watch me beat your little pussy tell me how it feels what’s my name don’t tell me that pussy mine just renting for tonight you may call me on another late night wont take you on dates only date we going on is in my bed room Netflix keep asking is we watching
Haven’t paid any attention
Since her ass got in the bed
Tied her hair up dick rock hard
got her nails
Deep in my back drawing hearts in
My back diving deeper so damn deep can feel her kidneys shake that ass while I’m behind you whip that pussy no pussy whipping me Love capsule got me in my zone fucking her like I love her forever , forever is never so I’m going all out tonight won’t mislead you baby tell you nothing but the truth I’m here to
Fuck the shit out of you off this
Love capsule make your body
Leave this realm got you open
Heart all involved tell all your friends
How your body left this earth tell them about the thrill I gave you last night round after round non stop pounding pussy rain forest wet
Swimming all night Love capsule
To blame
Yours truly
- برينتون نيكولاس
love in a pill capsule
Swallowing my fear no more pain
can’t believe Cupid
Shot the wrong bitch
Love capsule got me so damn high might needed catch up
With me off this earth
Heart so divine Love capsule
All in my body kissing so slow
Gripping your hips come closer
Don’t be scared tease you for awhile don’t wanna rush waiting for this Love capsule to kick in got my face deep in your lagoon asked me what it taste like
Taste like my new bitch cause I don’t eat pussy unless you my bitch Love capsule got me slutting you out for hours Love capsule to blame too many soul ties is you in love with me or is you loving the demon that comes out of me when I’m off this capsule releasing demons tonight
Screaming all night speaking in tongues Love capsule got you under my spell now you won’t be disappointed came here for rounds Love capsule all in my body
Diving deep in your lagoon flood the
Sheets don’t hold back putting everything in you pull your hair
Smack that ass spitting all your juices Back in your mouth don’t kiss no ass but I’ll lick that booty hole camera on be my little porn star my little thunder clap pounding all night wanna stretch that pussy wanna
Make that pussy stretch got you
Climaxing all night Love capsule got me Everlasting punching that bottom
Eyes rolling in the back of your head
Gripping your throat watch me beat your little pussy tell me how it feels what’s my name don’t tell me that pussy mine just renting for tonight you may call me on another late night wont take you on dates only date we going on is in my bed room Netflix keep asking is we watching
Haven’t paid any attention
Since her ass got in the bed
Tied her hair up dick rock hard
got her nails
Deep in my back drawing hearts in
My back diving deeper so damn deep can feel her kidneys shake that ass while I’m behind you whip that pussy no pussy whipping me Love capsule got me in my zone fucking her like I love her forever , forever is never so I’m going all out tonight won’t mislead you baby tell you nothing but the truth I’m here to
Fuck the shit out of you off this
Love capsule make your body
Leave this realm got you open
Heart all involved tell all your friends
How your body left this earth tell them about the thrill I gave you last night round after round non stop pounding pussy rain forest wet
Swimming all night Love capsule
To blame
Yours truly
- برينتون نيكولاس

Brenton Nicholas
BIRTH FROM MOTHER
#Morgie_Wrotes
I was brought upon through birth
From you to mother on Earth.
I cried and I cried for comfort
Until someone saw my worth.
As she saw me and my eyes
She looked up to the sky;
And gave her gratitude to the Almighty,
For she had finally received me.
I was brought upon through birth
From you to mother on Earth.
I cried and I cried for comfort
Until someone saw my worth.
As she saw me and my eyes
She looked up to the sky;
And gave her gratitude to the Almighty,
For she had finally received me.

Morgie Wrotes