Thoughts that become dreams and dreams that become reality can quickly turn into aching memories.
I still cry. Not because they're over but
because the aches still linger no matter how hard I try to forget.
Pieces of Moonbeams | 2023
This poetry collection contains proses & proses woven from my heart. Pieces here are a part of me. Stained by longing, love, grief, hurt, happiness, and any other available emotion I could profoundly describe.
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I am relieved that my pieces now have a home. (They aren't in order and published randomly, though.) It's my dream to atleast publish a book before I turn 18. If you like it, please smash that little star. Thank you.