Multporn Literature Club

In my worst nightmares, I have a bag of marbles. The bag always tears, and I have to pick up the marbles, but every time I open the bag to put the marbles in, the bag tears even more. I hear each marble screaming at me like animals such as dogs and cats, and I'm afraid of dropping any down the drain. And I'm afraid of accidentally stepping on one.

In a distant land, in one of my past lives, I owned a lighthouse. I used my craft to read scriptures and hear music, spent my life in isolation, and only descended to present my discoveries to anyone who would give the chance.

I lived for art and died for Love. It's not about being happy or be better than someone, It's purpose. I was born facing the light that marked my retinas, And get separate from my kind.

When the cold reached my doors and my flesh starve, I reflected on my nature, wondering if things could be different but i am made of this, if I had a thousand chances, I would spend all on her. 

Where are my parents? They're not my type. Where is my type, if only I'm looking at the light? I want to be eternal  and I want to be enough, to fulfill my purpose and rest.

I forgot to add a description, but I made this topic to discuss literature and manga and to be a place where we can write poems.