MORANA

The Porcelain Unicorn • Writer • Poet • Blogger • Check out my blog www.whoismorana.wordpress.com

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i am a writer, a failure, a blogger, a poet and a disappointment. check out my blog here 🧸🤎

THE PORCELAIN UNICORN

MORANA'S CHRONICLES Words have no power to impress the mind without the exquisite horror of their realityEdgar Allan poe CONTACT Email: whoi

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a war building up between aliens and humans.

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Astragurt

“It’s awake” I hear a faint voice. My eyes struggled to open, my body felt sticky and squeezed. I looked around me, it felt like I was in an

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don't be ashamed of who you are,

that's your parents job.

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let's dive back into slavic mythology, shall we?

Slavic Gods And Goddesses Pt 1

In Slavic mythology, their gods and spirits were polarised and represented in opposites, like masculine and feminine, darkness and light and

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if you only shine light on your flaws, all your perfects will dim.

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happy new month!💜✨

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The Other Side

Jules31/10/21, 1:00am Sometimes life comes at you so fast, you give in. it’s like existing but not living. You’re on autopilot, you’re not i

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The Half Of It

The news of Alexander Gray’s death had spread throughout town. A lot of students from school were grieving, his family and friends couldn’t

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new week, new post! :)

y'all gotta read this

A Tale Of A Double Deal

Of course I remember the first time I saw you. Little did I know I was about to lead myself to my annihilation.How could I forget the way yo

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my sleep paralysis demon smiled at me one day. but the thing is, i ain't seen the nigga since then. y'all think he caught feelings and decided to leave???

men...am i right??

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i'm such a failure, can't even succeed in killing myself.

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happy new month😼💜

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Surcease

He believes the best days are behind him. Tightly, he holds on to them,He lives off the residuals of the past.Everyday, he wishes to be on t

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Mask the pain,

Die with a smile on,

Swallow traces of the hurt,

Succumb to the loneliness,

The world doesn't need to know how alone you've become.

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"Being young and dipped in folly, I fell in love with melancholy."

-Edgar Allan Poe

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The piercing gaze the child sent me,

It was like he knew my sins and could see beyond my aberration.

But clearly, he didn’t seem agitated.

My demons didn’t scare him?

He monitored my every move,

Could he sense my fears?

Did he see I worshipped my insanity?

He was serene.

He placed his warm palm on my forehead,

But he jerked away quickly.

Did he think my existence was proscribed?

Did he see that I’ve spent almost all of my peak years scribbling an aubade for every man I met even though I knew they were ephemeral?

Did he see I settled for sleep because death seemed far off?

He tilted his head,

And I turned my gaze away from the little boy.

But that didn’t stop him, he turned to me again.

I almost thought he could see through my needs, pain and suffering.

But he only thought I deserved every billet-doux there was,

He thought I deserved redamancy from everyone I met.

He thought there was hope for me?

He smiled at me,

He could sense my fears,

It was like he knew the master of my misery and wanted to confront it.

I felt comfort for the first time in a really long while,

And it was real.

I closed my eyes and felt his warm palm on my cheek just before he turned to dust, like my will to live.

–Morana

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new menu on the blog🧸

✨poetry✨

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Serene

The piercing gaze the child sent me,It was like he knew my sins and could see beyond my aberration.But clearly, he didn’t seem agitated.My d

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“how many times have people used a pen or paintbrush because they couldn’t pull the trigger?”

— 𝘝𝘪𝘳𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘢 𝘞𝘰𝘰𝘭𝘧