Dear Reader,
As you turn the final page of this collection, know that the journey is never truly over. These words, once written, now belong to you, finding their way into your heart and mind in ways only you can understand.
Each poem, each line, is a fragment of my thoughts, but it is you who will breathe life into them, weaving your own experiences into their meaning.
Thank you for walking through this world of words with me. For in every story, in every verse, there is a piece of all of us.
I hope this book has spoken to you, whether it was through joy, sorrow, or the quiet spaces in between. May these poems continue to echo in the moments where silence speaks the loudest.
The story may have ended here, but the inked words will always remain.
With gratitude and love,
Skeletal Poet.
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Skeletal Poet's Sonnents
PoetryInvisible Lockets July 5th, Under the pine tree, Filling my lungs with butterflies Of your smile And sandal whispers of the ground. I must be the foolish one, Seeking for love When the cupid's arrow Struck striaght in my heart. So in love I...
