3.a.m Ramblings.

3.a.m Ramblings.

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The classic tale of a girl meets boy, but he has eyes only for another. Now don't break a poet's heart and just expect that ink won't be spilled. Poems about this and that { sad, happy, funny} they are all in here. These are my words, written in the middle of the night, when I can't sleep and verses start pouring out of me. sample: for a minute, everything felt right maybe it was because your hand was intertwined with mine; or the way you stared adoringly at me but maybe it was because you were all I saw even though we were in a room full of people for a minute it was perfect. - Just Jo
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This is my story, or rather a compilation of stories that spans more than a decade. Each piece is written from a place of truth with the exception of the names mentioned. The book itself will broken into sections, with each representing a different moment of my life that was instrumental in helping me define what love is and what it is not. This is a handful of chapters available for preview. Keep in mind, these pieces are drafts so they are in no way perfect so please be patient with me. I would love your feedback though so send in your comments and thoughts. I appreciate it!

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