*she stared at the other side* Was it dark or was it light? She has to choose what is right, But the shadows are fading, as shadows don't form without no light. She has to see through her mind in which she has been captured, she has to fight her demons for the peace of her soul but what should she do about the demons that surround? [#340 in poetry on 9th November 2017]

lo·cu·tion ləˈkyo͞oSH(ə)n/ (n.) " a particular form of expression;" 《 a collection of poems and prose. 》 highest rank - #7 in Poetry ♡ #3 in Prose ♡

A piece of soul in ink, and unto the paper it spilled. A collection of thoughts that rhyme from a wandering mind.

quiet isn't always violent. #1 in poetry 11/2

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A perspective of the world I live in. [#41 in poetry on 13th May 2018]

Let this be a voice of our suffering love. In a form of poetry, I give you my heart. #2- May 26, 2020 (haiku) #42- May 20, 2020 (poetry) #61- May 26, 2018 (poem)