EPIPHANY
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"I'm desperately trying to heal myself."
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I strongly believe art isn't supposed to be pretty, or liked and understood by the masses. Art is supposed to make you uncomfortable, it's supposed to boggle your mind and touch your heart.
And this is what I've done. Most of my words aren't pretty. They are the real ugly truths about the things and people around me. The factors that make me who I am.
This is a bringing together of the most intimate tragedies and beauties I've discovered in my mind.
A Complication of Poetry.
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