Pól : Writing

Revenge

Revenge

A Poem by Pól


Do you remember me?As you struggle in my grasp.Have I changed so?Don't you want to be my friend?,as you were before.I was weakYou were strongBut table..
|Psycho mom

|Psycho mom

A Poem by Pól


teardrops and tantrumsquickly ignoredglitch and glamourdressed like a hoarthe crumbling stones of a ruined temple.preening and pruning, struting her s..
The cragged rock

The cragged rock

A Poem by Pól


My first ever attempt at poetry
Poles Apart

Poles Apart

A Poem by Pól


Familiar theme of unrequited love
Son of a son

Son of a son

A Poem by Pól


I'm not sure what this is.
As clear as the balls on a dog; An ode to the blindingly obvious

As clear as the balls on a dog; An ode to the blin..

A Poem by Pól


I was asked a really stupid question today, and it made me think of this
Waiting for Goodfornothing

Waiting for Goodfornothing

A Poem by Pól


you don't want friendshipnor need supportas you wallowin loathing self-pitypraising evil deedsof doormatsmore pathetic than yourselfignoring the truth..
The Base

The Base

A Story by Pól


Chapter 1; Desmond
The Boots

The Boots

A Story by Pól


This is the beginning of a story I'm thinking of writing. Not sure if I'm going to continue. Would value feedback.

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