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This is my entry for the "August Has Flair" Limerick contest run by @WP_Poetry. Feedback is appreciated!

there is no beautiful way to fall apart

Everyday is Poetry. My thoughts and feelings into words could be meanigful, could be a total nonsense but who says it has to be explained

This is a collection of various short stories. Where will your adventure take you? Mostly contest prompt entries. #3 in #aimtoengage - 06/29/2018

Poetry for contests

A collection of Lighthearted poems and stories on various topics. These were entered in contests and can be viewed here. If you are reading this story on any other platform other than Wattpad you are at risk of a malware attack. If you wish to read this story in its original form go to: https://www.wattpad.com/user/crazyp01

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A bunch of short stories and poems I create for fun to pass time until main story updates. Might create more parts to some depending.

This is my entry to the Wattpad Poetry August Has Flair competition. Votes, Reads, and most of all Feedback are welcome and recommended.

I write to express my thoughts

A collection of everything I have written for contests.

My Entry for August Has Flair poetry contest.

I've always wanted to try poetry...

Poems written for certain moods and different things.

A limerick for an August 2018 poem writing contest.

My entry for August is flair Hope you readers like it!

This book is a collection of poems written for contests and for fun.

"My mind flourishes with thoughts endless My pen is a relief, paper a friend." A collection of poems by me. They carry emotions but don't have some really big words. Easy to read. Easy to understand, maybe difficult to feel.

my mind is like a puzzle but there's a missing piece

When you're drowning in an ocean, what do you do ? You flap your arms around, kick your legs and resurface while your breath shortens. Let's say by some miracle there's a log right there and you cling to it. Well, that log for me was the consistent ink on my paper getting botched by tears. So let's go under darkness shan't we? They are all are written by me :) Highest rank - #1 in poem out of 20.6k books #1 in poets #1 in wattpadpoetry 3rd prize in asteria awards #1 in nightthinker