The 365 Collection

The 365 Collection

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(Title may change depending on how life goes) but just to make up for lack of work, this is where I'll be posting new content. "When we think about where life goes, we can only confirm at some point, what we know will never live again, for it dies with us. In our lives, we strive to be who we desire most, but how do we get there? Silver platters were never meant for empty pockets but laughter belongs to the best of us. So maybe we consider life to be a journey but in all reality, life is a lesson and if it's not taught properly, we die without purpose. Life is expressed through words. But what words say how we really feel?"
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Red isn't always romance, sometimes it's blood, Moon isn't always for lovers, but sometimes for secret cries, Flowers aren't always for marriage, but sometimes for grave, Petals aren't always soft, sometimes they prick the soul. No plagiarism/No hatred plz. Also some things might contain mature contents like self harm. I want to say those kinds of suicidal poems are not to inspire anyone to self harm. I'm strictly against self harm myself. Those thoughts are just a means to release myself. Started writing this book around 25th June, 2021

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