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Hey there c:
If you ask me to describe myself in a statement, it would probably be: "I like poetry which doesn't rhyme."
This isn't a book or even a collection of poems. No.
This is music.
"I have so many songs stuck in my head, but am unaware of how to compose them, and so I resort to writing poetry, hoping that one day someone will make sense of the music in my words."- me (tadaaa)
I write with a level of maturity I have as of yet failed to attain in daily life, but I am working towards it.
WHAT I WANT FROM YOU:
I want you to relate to these.
I want these poems to be more of you, than me.
And yeah, I want my words to affect someone, somewhere.
YOU ARE READING
The Forever Frenzy
PoetryUnfinished songs, in the heads of plaintive talentless mortals, results in poetry.