I expose the hell beneath me, And I sense it chuckles Just as the wind blows, My mind explodes, terrified. Indeed, 'it' has arrived. -------- Don't we all wish to peak into our future and have a free getaway pass to rectify all that could've been? Sarah Clinton expects nothing more but freedom from her family during her summer vacations until she stumbles across these bunch of letters that are going to sign her up for a ride worth stopping by. Who is the root of all these letters? Will Sarah be able to survive through these mazes of 'anonymous' adventures? Six Days Until, Everything in her life is about to gobble her up or flip her away whole.

𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦. a collection of poems that explore the infinite shades of loss, love, redemption and strength. an honest - and forgiving - take on the human soul. #1 | poetry © 2019 by kate-lyn t.

A book of poems that are from my heart and carefully constructed onto a page.

"i miss you," said the sun "come home," said the moon. dedicated to the blankets left on my creaky bedroom floor. [top 5; dreaming | 10.31.19 - 11.24.19] ; lowercase is intentional ; -k.c

because my soul needs to be fed and my thoraxes need to collide in my mind, one lonely place for your shimmering heart.

A collection of seven poems and the seven colors that represent them. Copyright © __A__Poets__Heart__ 2019

𝙵𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜, 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚘 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚜𝚎.

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"COSMIC WONDERS BLEW UP THE ENTIRE PLANET JUST TO SEE THESE INTERGALACTIC BEAUTIES." ∆×∆×∆×∆ my ocs. they're all my flower babies.

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