For Love (Compilation of My Poetry pt.2)
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  • Reads 30
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  • Parts 7
  • Time 6m
Ongoing, First published Jun 26, 2017
Welcome to my poetry & thought compilation...pt..2?
(didn't include in the title because it was too long, but it is not all poetry here! Just some little random things too)
    
    This hold some other poems of mine on the more...brighter side of things! Usually these were likely things I wrote for other people rather than myself, and some of it (as well as in the other compilation) was part of poetry topic assignment for my writing club I was involved in. Love it or hate it, let me know! These also include thought ponders that were like practice writings. 
    I don't love everything I write, but I share sometimes anyway to help me improve and stay motivated and give others something to relate to. 
    You'll know which ones I like most by how close they are to the front (and maybe if I decide to write an AN (Authors Note) here and there at the bottom of the pieces)
    Enjoy~
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